Update 7 Feb. 2026: Two days ago I got a blister on my finger from playing guitar. I'm mystified... I've gotten innumerable calluses from playing the guitar, but never a blister before. It's very painful and makes it impossible for me to play guitar (or keyboard), so this may slow down my songwriting a bit this year. Trying not to be too frustrated about it. I would say I'm crossing my fingers that it heals soon, but uh... maybe better not.

2026: IT'S MY TWENTIETH FAWMIVERSARYYYYYYYYYYYY

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Genres: #DeathCountry #Acoustic #Rock #IndieRock #AltCountry #Blues #Folk #FolkPunk #IndieFolk #IndiePop #SingerSongwriter #Americana #FolkRock #ChamberFolk #BedroomPop #CountryBlues #AcousticOneTake #LoFi #noAI #IsItObviousIDontKnowWhatGenresAre

I've been writing songs since I was about eight, and have hundreds of them by now, almost three decades later. I've been doing FAWM (more or less) every year since 2006, and wrote twenty-eight songs my first year instead of fourteen.

And right now, on the cusp of my umpteenth FAWM, I have no idea how to write a song.

This is nothing new. I feel this way every time I finish a song. I feel this way at every moment when I'm not actively writing a song. And honestly, if I stopped to think about it, I would probably even feel this way WHILE I'm writing a song.

Every time, I'm starting from scratch. Every time, I'm back to square one. With every song I manage to achieve, I'm reinventing the wheel. Reinventing the will.

But where there's a will, there's a way. And somehow, the songs keep happening.

Welcome (back), friends and FAWMers!