- I can't write lyrics. I just can't. The whole 'Gemma's going to write some music' idea that I had on monday was just a complete failure because I had forgotten that yes, music I could do. Lyrics no. No. Just no. That one's on the back burner now. I suspect the only way that song will see the light of day is a brief mention in a story sometime. Haha. Probably for the best.
- Having listened to some varied music (not written by me, thank god) this week I have reached the conclusion that the descant recorder just never sounds good. Never. Ok, well maybe if you're playing some fast moving renaissance piece. But sustained notes always sound bad. Tenor recorders are nice. People should look into them a bit more.
- I am obviously way too critical when listening to things. I was trained that way! Sadly I have not yet worked out a way of transferring this critical nature to the written word.
I found an extremely old notebook last night that an old friend gave me. I wrote all kinds of story stuff down in it ten years ago now. A lot of it made me want to bang my head against the wall. A lot of it made my brains melt from the sheer stupidity. A very small amount of it made me think 'Hmmm. That was a cool idea. At what point did I lose that? Can I put it back in again?'.
I hate looking at it. It's not as bad as the Big Green Book of Awfulness (which I actually can't look at these days. For very many reasons.) but it's still kind of icky. But I'll keep it because then when I'm having a bad day and everything I touch seems to just fall apart I can look at it and remember that I'm better than I was. I'm learning and I'm better than I was a year ago, or ten years ago.
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