Month: May 2009
Halcyon gone wrong
You know how sometimes, a long-forgotten memory will make its way to the surface for no apparent reason? All of a sudden, the scene is playing in your mind – like a film projector on an old bed sheet, nostalgic home video remembrances of life before you knew the things you know now. The other…
Not alone
Sometimes, I need help. But I don’t like to admit it. And if there is anything that I hate, it is feeling indebted to those around me – or, worst of all, a burden. I value independence and cleverness and resourcefulness. I like being in everyone’s good graces, and will do anything to make sure…
The Red Ribbon!
Yesterday, I got some fantastic news. Tyler got the Red Ribbon at preschool! I can’t really remember what that means, except that only one kid gets it at the end of every day. It has to do with some sort of virtue, I think – like sharing, or listening, or helping, or being kind. And…
Begin
Recording a song can be like architecture – you lay a foundation, and then build layers on top of it, one by one. Yesterday, Josh and I made a scratch track, or a “shepherd,” as I like to call it – a single guitar track that will serve as the guide for the rest of…
Feeling like a simile
Last night’s catfish and collard greens isn’t sitting so well. Since when have I been an eater of collard greens? Sheesh. I don’t know. It strikes me as odd that I would willingly order something that people would only eat if rummaging for food in the forest. It’s practically chard. And yet, last night, it…
Good for the soul
There is only one thing that would be enticing enough to make me skip “Lost” and pay $36 to go on a date with myself, by myself. I mean, barring an NSYNC reunion tour. Obviously. Last night, I came home from work and changed my clothes. I reapplied makeup. I fluffed my hair, and wore…
Sending out an SOS
Confession: I haven’t written a song since November. GAH. I don’t want anyone to know that! I am such a fraud. I feel like a snail – one that has been left out in the brutal sunshine, shriveled up inside its flimsy shell. I feel no inspiration. I have no ideas. Oh, sure. One might…
Steady goes
There have been a lot of times in the past several years when I have needed courage. Between the ending of relationships, and a solo cross-country move, and feeling so alone I could barely breathe, and being relatively destitute, and getting roommates, and starting to share my music for the first time, and introducing myself…
Tour de Photo
I don’t even remember where I was, or how I got there – but there I was, cyber-stalking a stranger. Sadly, this is how many of my stories begin. And I came across a random crowd picture of last Saturday’s half-marathon. Taken by a stranger, and uploaded in another stranger’s account. A sea of hundreds…