Starting fresh…even when it isn’t that stale.

There are times when I begin writing a piece with intentions of grandiose innovative ideas only to discover the next day that it was completely absurd and nonsensical. Dissociating myself with such trash is, at that moment, an emotional, awakening experience (how dare I admit to composing garbage!), but in the end, never regretted. I … More Starting fresh…even when it isn’t that stale.

Starting fresh…even when it isn’t that stale.

There are times when I begin writing a piece with intentions of grandiose innovative ideas only to discover the next day that it was completely absurd and nonsensical. Dissociating myself with such trash is, at that moment, an emotional, awakening experience (how dare I admit to composing garbage!), but in the end, never regretted. I … More Starting fresh…even when it isn’t that stale.

Calling All Artists: Where do you like to write/create/compose?

Over the past year, I have learned  to push myself to be a much more productive composer (with quite a long way to go, I must say–I am quite a procrastinator). Even so, “writer’s block” is often that #1 universal excuse to fall back on to not get work done. It evokes a sense of … More Calling All Artists: Where do you like to write/create/compose?

Channeling my muse…not. Let’s talk about old-fasioned brainstorming!

Upon rereading and reflecting on James Sharp’s entry in the U of R Composition Studio Blog, “Balancing the Professional and the Academic,” I have finally realized one of my major obstacles to composing a work to its completion. I often write out every note that comes to me, thinking that it will solidify my ideas. … More Channeling my muse…not. Let’s talk about old-fasioned brainstorming!

You’d think I would have realized that the clock is ticking.

Usually, the start of every summer is filled with many of my ambitions: I’m going to write bazillion pieces, practice umpteen hours a day, read a multitude of books, etc, etc. Quite frankly: it never happens. Or it marginally makes the cut.  As I realized lately that I have less than six weeks of summer … More You’d think I would have realized that the clock is ticking.