Oct 24, 2008 12:59
I wake up, sometimes in the middle of the night, sometimes near morning - with all kinds of ideas in my head. Things I want to write, things I want to say, things I want to do for the day. When I get up, however, those things start to fade. The stresses of the day steal my creativity away from me, sometimes word by word. I really wish there was a way to keep all the ideas I have in semi-conscious states anchored to my waking life.
One thing I have been considering lately is writing an essay about why I am so attached to music. Almost everything I write involves music in some way - all my major stories, even those that aren't about musicians - have a musical theme (consider the chapters The Only Living Boy and The Only Living Boy (reprise) in Tequila Sunset, for example). My NaNo project will involve music this year, as a backdrop and a mirror for some of the events in the story. Summer's Last Stand involves a lot of music that has been important to me over the years, starting with the Monkees 20th anniversary reunion tour.When I meet someone who says to me 'I'm not really that into music' or 'I don't really listen to music' - it's a little like meeting an alien. I don't understand entirely how you can be human and not moved by music. I really don't. Maybe it's a shortcoming on my part, not to understand this, but it's really that important to me. I can define whole periods of my life by what I was listening to at that time. I think I need to get the essay out of my system before I can work comfortably on NaNo, so maybe I will do that this weekend.
summer's last stand,
nanowrimo,
writing,
music