Writing a book is all about writing and this is exactly what I am NOT doing. I can find excuses for every day I don’t write but how will that help? The book needs pages and pages of nothing but the best work. In order to pick my best, I have to write a lot and then chose. I can’t chose even the lousiest work if I don’t write a thing. Assignments? Yes. I knew before I wrote the proposal that I’ll have plenty of assignments to deal with. Exams? Homework? Yes. Time spent with children, husband, and friends. Time spent brewing kombucha, cooking, shopping, endlessly playing with the theme of my blog. Yes, yes, yes. OK. I got a nasty cold that killed a lot of time but once in a while, everyone can get sick. I can’t get motivated. Whaaaat?! What better motivation do I need right now than the deadline for half a book in early December. Or is it late November? So, it is the end of the play time and work must begin. I’ll work on my poems and I’ll report my progress. I’ll bring here a piece or two of inspiration. Music. Gipsy music. To fill my soul with fervor, awe, anxiety, and dread. Wail, roar, and scream, sigh and whisper.
So sing, my little gipsy girl! Let music flood my soul and awaken my visions to run with the muses.
Barcelona Gipsy Klezmer Orchestra – Djelem Djelem
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