So love me now :: song of the day


Keep Art Alive :: “Daydreams” :: art by Rick Beerhurst

Well wake, baby, wake,
but leave that blanket around you,
there’s nowhere else safe.
I’m leaving this place,
but there’s nothing I’m planning to take;
just you, just you, just you…”

I have said for a long time that music is my oxygen, my sanity, the way I focus and often exist. It is my muse, as well. I have never written a word in a notebook, composition book, blank blog space or even on the back side of a postcard, without a song playing in the background.

So now, as I push myself through to finish a novel that keeps building, determined to not be the girl who never finishes anything anymore, I find myself with my ears open, taking in every turn of a lyric, and progression of sound. I have found myself pulling over to the side of the road, tears streaming down my face, as I see something so vivid in my mind.

Characters seem to take over, nudge at me, tug until I stop and look, or listen – this is a path, over here, and don’t you ever forget…

I always heard writers talk about the moment when the story up and takes over. When you become, as the writer, a conduit – or perhaps it is just that you become so entrenched within the characters that you become pieces of them. As if you are playing a role on stage, layering traits over your own, and mixing them together until they are one.

All I know for sure is that I am carrying them around with me – everywhere – and they seem to have song preferences. By the end of this story I think I may end up with a soundtrack that is volumes long. Time Life Collections will have to come round and make an Informercial for it, or something.

No One Would Riot For Less :: Bright Eyes

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