Okay, so it's actually week 4. But only just so it's all goooood.
Ups, downs, highly blessed feelings, low down doubts. Part of this adventure feels like I'm in a bubble - caught up in good spirits, greatly inspiring people and nourishing freedom. Other parts of it give a sense of being disconnected, on a tangent, blurring at the edges so time skips past.
I think there's so much comfort in doing a course like this that I know already I won't want to leave. But on the other side, perhaps at all starts from there. So much I want to do, achieve. I want a top 40 hit. A song on the radio that gets played till even I get sick of it. I want 20 hour days that take it out of me. I want to be able to perform live and enjoy it rather than wanting to hurl. I want to collaborate, and be good at it. I want to write, write, and write some more. I want to be good. Really good.
But I want to change the 'want' into a word that comes somewhere close to 'am.'
Changing tack (which unrelated, I find an odd expression,) I feel I am finding my direction a little more. My first in depth 'remote' critique arrived, which helped place the song within a genre (Yes it's Pop. I think maybe I always knew) and this I am happy with.
This weeks blog is short I know. next week will be longer and better I promise
With love
the cracking, cuddling, cone shaped caterpillar x x
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