I haven’t had time to do any kind of creative writing this week at all. God knows when I would ever be able to fit creative writing into my life. Instead, this week I am going to glean a topic from this wonderful list of topics to blog about. The topic I choose today:
Why I hate my hometown.
(I know, I know. This sounds very negative. But it was on the list and it’s something I have thought about quite a bit. Thursday I will write about why I love Spokane, just to even things out.)
I never in a million years thought I would really, truly end up back in Spokane. Sure, I dabbled with the idea every now and then. But I never really wanted to come back. And, yet, here I am. More than two years later I am still wondering, “how the hell did I end up back here?” My friend calls it the Spokane Vortex. The Vortex always sucks it’s natives back in whether they want to come back or not. Perhaps.
So why do I dislike this town so much? I ask myself that all the time. What is it about Spokane that makes it me not like it?
A person who recently moved here, disenchanted with the place, described Spokane as Insular. That is the perfect way to describe this town. It is insular in every sense of the definition. One of the definitions of insular is:”Suggestive of the isolated life of an island.” That describes the physical nature of this city. Spokane is physically inside a “bowl” of mountains, with the city center being in the center bottom of this “bowl”. Because of this we are kind of cut off from certain things.
For example, we have really awful radio stations here that play the same god-awful music over and over. They never play new music. They are still playing, over and over, the same songs that they were playing two years ago when we moved here. The music that is played is either played to death, if it is a fairly new song, or it a song that sucked 20 or 30 years ago. And even those old, crappy songs are played to death. There is a station that started up here not long after we moved and we thought it might have potential. But no. They also fell into the same mind-numbingly boring play-list that all of the other stations are playing.
One day last March we took a drive down to Pullman, a very small college town South of here. Guess what? They have an awesome radio station. A radio station that actually plays NEW MUSIC. What a concept? New music. Songs that I haven’t heard a million times before. In Pullman! A town a fraction the size of Spokane.
Every once in awhile We will venture out to the surrounding areas. Not very far. Maybe 3 miles outside of town. Up above the “bowl” that we are in. We can pick up the Pullman station during those little trips and that is how I hear about new music. And I have to say that it is very refreshing to hear new music. I am a lover of music and that one little thing makes me happy. The strange and annoying thing is that as soon as we enter the city limits of Spokane the Pullman station gets all crackily and we can’t get it in. But if we go just a little bit outside of town, not far, it comes in. It’s like the there is something that is keeping coolness away from this town. Seriously! I know that sounds weird but there is a vibe here. And you all know that I am sensitive to vibes.
I think I will leave it at that one thing. For now. Perhaps this will be a Tuesday series? I could go on and on on this topic. And to be honest? It feels soooo good to get it out. It is cathartic. I’ve been holding these feelings in for two years.
I will still post “The reasons why I love Spokane” on Thursday. Because I do and I want to balance things out. It’s not all about the hate.