One of my dreams has always been to write a novel. That is hilarious considering I am the worst speller on the planet and have no real clue how to actually go about anything past the writing. So...with that mindset, I have put it off. I kept downplaying it and telling myself it was silly to even consider and wasnt' even sure what to write. Right now my time is consumed literally with our community theatre production of "Bye Bye Birdie". The first act had to be learned in a week and a half which also I have three songs in that act to learn as well. I am loving it but my time is actually none. I can't believe I am even blogging but A BOOK??? NOW??? Although I have not one clue how to even format,(and certainly am clueless as to getting it published), I do believe the most important thing is the content..AND BOY DO I HAVE THAT! I really picked up my pen and couldn't stop.I decided to go old school and write it out. Then, I will use my lap top to tweak,perfect, and re-write-but for now, I just have to get the story out. It's been inside too long. Although I feel even as a type this, it has much still to be written that I have not yet realized that is even inside me. In a way, it is still a mystery to where it will go,or how it will end for that matter. Whatever the outcome I am so excited to finally have this project underway.I laughed and shared with someone if they were afraid they may end up in the book ...they should be. I think anyone who has had a deep,deep place in my life ---and I mean in my entire life---you can bet you are in there. Some more than others but those who were , and are, deep inside my heart and impacted my life in someway, YOU are in there. I am certain the names will be changed but you will know. Yes, "YOU"! Actually I began what I'll call the first chapter listening to "Puff the Magic Dragon" which was my favorite song at four years old. I listened to it OVER and OVER! I remember Bit, my black mama that kept me everyday, begging me to turn it off.(I would have spanked my tail but she says out of keeping my mama and Kathy- I was the only one she never spanked...that sure explains alot) However, she got creative and would tell me my little blue record player was so tired and needed a rest. Now I knew she was making that up but eventually I'd get my 'music fix' and turn it off. I have no memories of not being totally consumed with music. I have always had such a passion inside that sometimes I still don't understand. I am sure none of us have everything figured out which makes me feel better. The passion for music was, and is, the same I feel about being in love. I really have never been able to separate the two. It has taken me a lifetime to realize, they were not meant to be separated. I love the fact that throughout each part of my life I have at least one,sometimes two, songs I have written to go along with it. Instant soundtrack! It really sends chills all over me when I think of that! Although it may be years before I am truly done, I am going to close with the preface of my untitled book. I WELCOME any feedback!!!
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It seems my entire life I have been researching for the book I would someday write.Actually, the words have been lying dormant for years,but I havent' had the courage to put them on paper. I know part of writing is mixed with a measure of truth ,and the rule of thumb is to always write about what you know. What do I know...what do I know? I am one of those unusual people who can seem to recall every detail of my life. As far back as I remember I have had one desire, and one desire only. Well, technically it is actually two but to separate the two is like trying to separate an exhale from an inhale. One without the other would certainly bring about death. A breath must have the function of both to keep the body alive. My desire in life has the same function.For that would be love and music. How in this world do I make this comparison you may ask? That , my friend, is what I want to convey in these pages...my very heart...and my very soul.There is a longing inside me, an ache almost. All I know is that if I don't share this story, my life will have been incomplete and lacking in some way.Some stories are meant to be shared, and I truly feel this is one of them.
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That's all for now,
LO
