The minute after you start broadcasting music twelve hours or more a day is just about when you realize the size and variety of your music library leaves something to be desired. You’ve got all these grand ideas floating around inside your head just looking for something to grab hold of, which more and more these days, seems to be some sort of software related greased ghost of a thing. But the Scrinecast is underway (with many thanks to my good friend Other Keith for all his help with the testing), and hopefully I’ll be able to figure out the software enough to actually get around to doing some of the things I had in mind in the first place. Like Scrine members reading their own sentences, with those sound files being incorporated into the playlist. And me, combining music with my own fiction somehow to create something I see in my mind, but don’t quite know how to explain, or create.
Some days are so clear, aren’t they? Others so vague that it hurts.