isten to it. This photograph feels like a song. For me, it’s a Steely Dan song. For others it’s probably something different.
It helps that Sunday afternoons — when I write Storyteller’s Monday post — is generally Steely Dan day. I usually listen to one or two albums will I develop, process and work on post production before I get ready to write.
When I write, I turn the music up louder. It works. I tried to listen to podcasts while I wrote. My words got confused with their words so I gave it up. For a while I tried listening to a podcast while I read something else.
Can you say word salad?
It sounded like a politicians trying to speak out of both sides of mouth at once. Or tweeting, or something like that.
Anyway, Steel Dan seems to work with this picture. I could drop lyrics anywhere into my so-called prose and it might make sense or certainly fit.
Drive west on Sunset…
ou’d think this was some super duper post production thing.
Maybe a layer or two.
The entire image was made in camera. It was adjusted in post, but it wasn’t added to, subtracted from or layered on any way.
Let’s talk about another technique.
It seems brighter to me today. I suppose it helps that I drank a double espresso before I started writing.
The thing is, I’ve been sleeping too much. I’ll sleep for 9 or 10 hours, start reading and sleep for 2 or 3 more.
I suspect it’s simply the stress of these last 18 months leaving my body.
There could be worse ways.