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Sunday, December 25, 2011

Music to My Eyes

Music to My Eyes
I used to think that people who spent free time on computers, were either “surfing” or “chatting” and never the twain shall meet.  I would be lying if I said that members of my family were as pleased at the amount of time I spend on Terra Jean, my computer, as they would like, but such is my life: International Blogster, Esquire.  International?  OK, I know Maine is in our country, but it’s so far north.  
Earlier, I posted onto my blog with the awareness that it was there for ANYBODY, regardless of whether or not anyone was reading it.  Made no difference, I assured myself [smugly], I write for myself.  I have been doing it all my life, only now I am relocating it from my brain to my blog.
I write partly because I view the English language as one of the most fascinating “jigsaw puzzles” available, and partly because I have never been able to make music with instruments, so I have to rely on words.  I heard music the other day in “Ross and Costco” (thanks, Lynda) and I heard it tonight in “The Reason for the Season” (thanks, Judy).  
After all, I hear it all over in my travels, as though it were an 808 drum, setting the beat for my listening pleasure.  I liken it to shooting pool.  If I make one really stylish shot, at any point during my game, I feel as though I have achieved great success.  The outcome of the game need not rely on the eight ball for definition.  
In writing a piece, regardless of length, one particularly pleasing turn of words, is all that I require, to seal the deal.  So just as JT is always in search of a title, I am always in search of a phrase.  If I come up short, it’s always nice to know, I am only a click away from my dash, for some music to my eyes.  Right now my eyes are scanning the band for the latest hits, and the hits just keep on coming.  

7 comments:

  1. This is really lovely. I appreciate your writings :)

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  2. I write for many of the same reasons that you articulated so well. I, for one, am glad to have stumbled upon the writing that you do "for yourself".

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  3. Here is a turn of phrase that particularly pleased me: "I write partly because I view the English language as one of the most fascinating 'jigsaw puzzles' available, and partly because I have never been able to make music with instruments, so I have to rely on words."

    You hit a nail right on its shiny, little head with that one. Thanks. And hope you had (are having still, maybe, with the time difference) a Merry Christmas!

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  4. I know I can't play musical instruments either (and for those outside the family, let me add, Mark and I have several siblings - but especially one - who are uber talented in the music making world) - and so words have always been my music. I can create the music via writing and I can listen to the music via reading -
    Looking forward to seeing you later today, big bro!

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  5. I just started a comment that instead turned into a blog post...love it when that happens!
    The nutshell is that I have long been the type of reader to rush along - chasing the story and the plot without stopping to even notice the writing style, the words, or the phrasing. Seems this realization - as so nicely put in your post - is going to add another distinct layer of enjoyment to my reading experiences!

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  6. And so the wheel spins…I got the idea from the music provided by the sites I visit, and you take it from there. (No references to carrying the football, out of deference to anyone who might be a Seahawks fan, and if you do not know what I am talking about, all the better.)

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  7. I meant to add, that I do not know, specifically, what an 808 drum is. The reference is contained in a song by an artist, whose name I am afraid to mention, for for fear of losing credibility.

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