I used to write a lot and I used to play the piano, but I haven’t played the piano in years and the writing (poetry) comes and goes. I need to pick them back up again, no matter how rusty I am.
Oh, and crochet. I was teaching myself crochet and just sort of wandered away. I need to get back into it.
What former passions have you let fall by the wayside that you should go back to doing?
Oh wow. If you substitute guitar for piano and knitting for crochet, we could be the same person.
How do you know we aren’t? Hmm?
How long has it been since you knitted and, er, guitared?
Well, I’m getting back into writing with a vengeance looks at rough drafts and weeps but I really, really, really, REALLY need to start the piano again.
Oh, and cloning. Obviously my last experiment with the two above didn’t work out so well. 
I am not a clone! Baaa!
Oops. My cover! She is blown! runs
Writing fanfic. I gave up because it all eventually became comic - fine normally, but not when you’re trying to write hard-hitting emotional crap. :smack:
Mine is not a “Should” but rather a “Did”. When I was 7 my parents enrolled me in a karate class that I took for 5 years. During that time I made my 1st Dan Black Belt and also made some really good friends. I quit when I was 12 due to other interests and never really got back into it. Those friends that I had there I lost touch with.
Fast forward to October, 2003. I found out my old instructor from 25 years ago was still teaching, so I started back up. To my surprise many of the friends I made back then were still with his club. I had rediscovered a part of me that I had buried away and almost forgot about. It has been great! I’m glad I got back into that.
The guitaring and the knitting I haven’t touched in probably two years. Sometimes, I just want to do everything and try to take it all on at once. I burn out quickly though. The writing is a more ongoing thing and I just gathered up all my scraps of paper yesterday with the intention of putting them together and seeing if maybe I have already written something profound.
Funny thing, while I was sorting paper scraps, I found the lyrics to a song I had forgotten I’d written and I liked them well enough to find my guitar, but then I realized I didn’t stick with that long enough to actually play it.
Kythereia, if you get that cloning perfected, perhaps jsgoddess could be sent off to work and I would then have time to write a few novels, knit a few sweaters, and make some guitar music.
Unfair!
Oh, wait. I can write at work. 
Julie
Theatre. 
(I still play the piano, and have never knitted or crocheted or sewn or anything. :))
We’ve almost got your musical accompanyment set. Pick the play and singlefile will start knitting the curtains!
I hate when I catch the spelling error post-posting.
I’ve got to get back to raiding the french coast line. I mean, attacking anglo saxon settlements is fine, but there’s really nothing like pillaging from the Franks.
Well, I wrote a poem, so I started up one of my old habits again.
It’s not a good poem, mind you, but it’s a poem!