Silence disturbs me. I can’t read without music, and I certainly can’t write without it. Perhaps not oddly, there was a blip in my aversion to silence when I found myself surrounded by infant triplets twenty-four hours a day, but now that those babies are kindergarteners and don’t cry nearly so much, I’m back to noisy writing.
Today, as I wrote and revised a section about flashbacks and prologues for Writing Young Adult Fiction for Dummies, I had my computer on replay with “All the Single Ladies” by Beyonce. I don’t know why that song popped into my head, but once I thought it, I had to hear it. And then to continue hearing it. What can I say, the tune is spunky and helps my fingers fly. Every now and then I’ll even notice that I’ve been bouncing absentmindedly while humming along just as vaguely (“Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh… Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh”). *shrug* The words have been flowing from my fingertips and my concentration dead on, so I don’t question it. Writers will do anything to stay in a groove, and if that means listening to a single song several dozen times in a row, then alrighty.
As far as I’m concerned, Beyonce, right now, you’re my BFF.
My dear friend–Select your BFFs with more care. Try a nice 14th century melody
by DuFay.
I like this Beyonce gal!! Everyone dances to a different tune eh? I am not up to dancing yet but am getting well each day so that fits me fine. Been in the hosp from Aug 22 to a week ago and hope I am well on my way to recovery!!!! Good to read your blog a gain!! hugs
from Boston bette