I've got a nice new guitar just sitting there gathering dust while I work on my book. So far I've finished 17+ pages. Only sixty more pages to go! I had the same problem when I worked on my album earlier this year. I could only practice the songs and not have any energy to work on my book. That went on for about two-and-a-half months.
I'm just going to let the guitar gather dust for now. The book takes up all my spare time and it's worth it to just concentrate on that for now. Sometime next year I will be able to afford guitar lessons again and therefore have a reason to play on a weekly basis.
Right now I'm inking the part of the book where I have a psychotic episode while bussing tables at a fancy restaurant. I've almost finished this part. I've been going extra slow on getting the interiors of the restaurant right, and I hope that it shows in the finished product.
I sent a copy of Richy Vegas Comics issue no. 4, "Anita, You're the Reason I'm Not In Prison," to an author named Justin St. Germain. He wrote a book titled, "Son of a Gun." It's a memoir about his mother. Her fifth husband murdered her in their trailer outside of Tombstone, AR, in 2001.
I wrote Justin because I saw a lot of similarities in the problems her mother had with men and the problems I've had with women. I told him that his mother and I both seemed to have a problem with "love addiction." Love addiction can rather simplistically be summed up as, "In love with being in love." His mother had a problem with men who would often physically abuse her, while I had a tendency to fixate on unavailable women.
The book that I'm working on now is part two of "Veronica Ortega." I deals with one of the more pathological manifestations of my problems with women. I've got six more books after this one. They all will take about a year each to put out.
My song writing offers comic relief from all of this heavy subject matter. I just don't have it in me to try and play live or work on song wring and guitar playing as hard as I work on my books. Who knows, maybe, in the end, the songs will stand the test of time and the books will not. The songs tend to be silly little things that don't require as much from the listener as the books require from the reader.
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