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Which is roughly the noise that my creative urges are making right now.
I decide that the songwriting has come to a bit of a standstill, so I'll make some room in my life for NaNoWriMo, which will force me to be creative in another direction, and hopefully get a grip on that tricksy muse of mine.
In the last couple of days I have written 8,856 words of my NaNo project. I have also put on a really rather good Halloween bash for my children, neighbours and friends and become more than a *tad* drunk. Also spent a good evening with new neighbours, drinking a not immoderate amount of red wine and get drunk *again*. (This made my NaNo typing inaccurate, but was still very productive and surprisingly readable once sober).
And today, slap bang in the middle of baking cookies with my daughter, my fingers started itching for the bouzouki. So I let the cookie dough rest whilst I wrote 3/4 of a song that has been brewing for about a year.
Wow.
I am also halfway through putting together a set of lesson plans for Tue/Wed/Thu about "tribal music" which will hopefully lead onto the children writing and performing a piece of music about their own "tribe" (however they choose to define that).
Wow. In other news, the living room is also tidy and hoovered. I wish I could bottle this energy and save some for later...
P.s. Tim can't get his head around saying "NaNoWriMo", so has decided to ask, "How's your Rhino going, dear?". This has lead to some bizarre rhinoceros impressions in the kitchen. Apparently rhinos also like literature... Mine is saving her Amazon vouchers to buy this year's Booker Nominations. I sometimes think that my life couldn't get any stranger. Then it does. Huzzah!
I decide that the songwriting has come to a bit of a standstill, so I'll make some room in my life for NaNoWriMo, which will force me to be creative in another direction, and hopefully get a grip on that tricksy muse of mine.
In the last couple of days I have written 8,856 words of my NaNo project. I have also put on a really rather good Halloween bash for my children, neighbours and friends and become more than a *tad* drunk. Also spent a good evening with new neighbours, drinking a not immoderate amount of red wine and get drunk *again*. (This made my NaNo typing inaccurate, but was still very productive and surprisingly readable once sober).
And today, slap bang in the middle of baking cookies with my daughter, my fingers started itching for the bouzouki. So I let the cookie dough rest whilst I wrote 3/4 of a song that has been brewing for about a year.
Wow.
I am also halfway through putting together a set of lesson plans for Tue/Wed/Thu about "tribal music" which will hopefully lead onto the children writing and performing a piece of music about their own "tribe" (however they choose to define that).
Wow. In other news, the living room is also tidy and hoovered. I wish I could bottle this energy and save some for later...
P.s. Tim can't get his head around saying "NaNoWriMo", so has decided to ask, "How's your Rhino going, dear?". This has lead to some bizarre rhinoceros impressions in the kitchen. Apparently rhinos also like literature... Mine is saving her Amazon vouchers to buy this year's Booker Nominations. I sometimes think that my life couldn't get any stranger. Then it does. Huzzah!
