That Unfinished Project

I don't consider myself much of a songwriter, or even a poet if you want to look at those two art forms as similar, but somewhere around two years ago, a few friends and I sat down and wrote what I think is the perfect chorus for a simple Christmas song. Two years later, that's exactly where the song stays. A simple, perfect chorus. Nothing else.

And it's not like I haven't tried. I feel like I've been chasing the rest of this song for two years. There were a few moments where I thought I held a piece of one of the verses, or maybe a bridge.

I cringe now when I think of what seemed like would fit into the rest of the song. It's ugly in comparison.

Can't let anything sully the slight taste of perfection I've found in this short snippet of a song.

This is on my mind for a few reasons this morning. One is that, just a few minutes before sitting down to write this, I had my guitar out and was attempting to extrapolate the rest of the song.

I couldn't, as usual.

The other is this thought of something I've left unfinished for two years.

And for me, how that's a good thing and a bad thing.

We'll start with the obvious. It's a bad thing because I haven't finished it. It's a work undone. I don't like that. It makes me feel bad as an artist and these OCD tendencies I carry around with me scream that this just isn't right.

But for how it's good?

I'm the kind of person who wants to see results right away. If I start an exercise program to get in better shape, I want to look in the mirror after day one and be wowed by the results. If I meet someone new, I'll seek to get to know them better faster than I should.

If I start a blog, I'll want to gain a ton of followers from the very first post...

The fact that I have something I've been working on for this long with no discernible "results" so far suggests maybe there's hope for me yet.

But for now, I'll just be humming the tune in my head and hoping the rest somehow comes to me.