It’s past my bedtime (got back late from interviews), but I did want to blog today, so here’s some buckshot from the hip. I don’t think I’ve blogged about this yet; if I’m wrong, well, shoot me.
I want to talk about the right to bear arms.
No, just kidding — I couldn’t help it what with all of that gun imagery. I’m generally nonviolent, though (with the exception of scrubbing hard water deposits off the tub), so I’ll get back on track with my original planned topic: modesty. In other words, the right to bare arms.
Sorry, I couldn’t resist. I’ve got a humor category, but I need to add a “pathetic humor” one. ~sigh~
My real topic is songwriting. And ironically, I don’t have much to say. Or at least much time to say it in. (Come to think of it, I always have something to say. Conversation ex nihilo, that’s me. But I digress.)
So, I’ve missed songwriting and composition — it’s been over two years since I last wrote anything — and I want to start up again. Songs are far easier to write than novels, I think. Heck, I could write a song every day for the next year.
The stumbling block I’ve been blaming for why I haven’t been doing that is that I don’t have a piano in my apartment. Sure, there’s one in the lounge at my complex, and several at the church, and hundreds on campus. But that’s generally too inconvenient for me. (I don’t think I would have been a very good pioneer.)
And yet a piano really isn’t necessary for composition. It helps, to be sure, but I honestly think my music will be better if I write it away from an instrument. And I’ve discovered that my phone has a 30-second recording dealio, where I press the button, sing into the phone, and then it saves the screeching to a wavefile which it then sends to me via e-mail. (I do this when nobody’s around, of course.)
Granted, I can only record 30 seconds at a time, but that’s okay because I’m not sure if my poor little brain can hold more than 30 seconds of in-process composition at a time. Then again, constraint-inspired stretching might expand my memory’s capacity, and that’s cool.
Anyway, I came up with a few bars of music and lyrics which I hope to develop into a real song in the near future. For me, the combination of lyrics and tune is a delightful symbiosis, like poetry in technicolor.
I really must get to bed now, but if you care to read more of my thoughts on the process, see my comment over on Brooke’s blog. And hopefully within a few days I’ll have a song to blog about. (Knowing me, though, my mood will change to book design or 3D art by tomorrow morning and I’ll have to wait until the music muse visits again, which could be anywhere from a few days to a few weeks away.)

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