Thursday, June 10, 2010

Pilot

So, I’ve decided to become a businesswoman. My business? My art. What is my art? My art is singing. It is acting. It is writing. And it is also currently learning-how-to-play-the-guitar. I say this last part as though I have already begun the learning process. I have not. My guitar is sitting in the corner of my room, looking like I am going to be so awesome when I can actually play it. I’ve owned said guitar for … I believe about 10 years. I have intended on learning how to play said guitar for … I believe about 10 years. I first needed it because … well, because it was red -- that was why I needed this one. I was using my mother’s before that -- a classical guitar. It played so beautifully and easily, but, you know … I was 17 or 18 years old -- I needed a red one. Obviously. My red guitar, I know now, is a complete piece of shit. The strings are awful, it’s poorly constructed, your fingers start bleeding just touching it … but my goodness … it’s really pretty.

Lord -- and NOW I’m realizing that one of the reasons I haven’t picked it up, yet (you know, to become the guitar-playing champion that I know I am), is because the thought of it … MAKES MY FINGERS HURT.

So here is the new question: Do I buy a new guitar just so that I can learn how to play it?

No.

OK, I have completely digressed. The initial reason I needed a guitar 10-11 years ago … was one part being obsessed with Lisa Loeb and another part needing to write a song -- a specific song. My sister had just died, and I needed to express my gut-wrenching pain in some way that was legal. I had someone teach me two chords. And that was it. And with two chords, I wrote a song … and a pretty damned good one at that. But once my project was complete, I wasn’t really all that driven to keep learning. And let’s face it -- if you’re going to play an instrument, it’s really more to your advantage if you know at least three chords.

So … this is one of my biggest problems I face in life, generally speaking, and I think it’s a fairly common problem that people simply don’t talk about -- and why would we? It’s not really something to brag about …

My name is Candice. And sometimes I start things … and don’t finish them.

And then my biggest problem after that is ... forgiving myself for it.

But as the ancient Hebrew saying goes: The fastest road to self-forgiveness is ...


to shut the @$%& up and teach yourself how to play the guitar.