Music is My Life and My Books
Melodies weave through my bloodstream. All my life, music has consumed me and filled me to the point where I was in the choir and band all through-out my school years. Then into college where I got both my bachelor and master’s degrees. Following that, I spent 25+ years teaching music in elementary and junior high schools.
When the came out, I was delirious with joy. I could take my music with me anywhere (which was a godsend for the hours I spent in the hospital while hubby waited for a heart transplant.)
But where I became the most dependent on my music was when I was writing. I discovered that soaring love themes put me in a frame of mind for passionate romance, the same way big, bold, brassy, triumphant soundtracks gave me a reference to write heroic scenes, saving the heroine/hero scenes. And those long walks I took to clear my head also gave me ample time to listen to what I’d downloaded, and work out those threads I was weaving together in my plots.
I recently started a new book, but at the time my iPod was at the Apple doctor. I couldn’t get my motivation going, couldn’t get my Muse to answer, could barely scratch out a page a day. Got the sad news from the doctor that they had to put my iPod down. So off I went to Best Buy for a new one. Re-filled it via iTunes. Added another soundtrack.
Lo And Behold! My groove was back. The ideas were flowing. The love scene was coming together. I’m off and running, and once again I am happily pounding away on my keyboard.
Never again will I take my music for granted. I may even had my iPod buried with me when I die, ala the pharaohs of Egypt.
At least, I’m thinking about it.