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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Strike a Chord.”
Music is the center of my life. It always has been. Yes, it started off with no choice, my mother quite literally forcing me to continue to play the piano (with much whining on my part) but then it developed into a serious, and deep, love. I play all the time. Do I practice for my lessons all the time? Absolutely not. To be blunt, I hate practicing and I’ll definitely avoid doing it, though I know that it is better to do it and it is very productive. I’m the person that loves to just sit down and play. I’m quite good at just sight-reading the music and what I call BS-playing (where you just kind..go with it? xD). But, it sounds pretty good. That’s my problem. ‘Cus I can get by.
The piano has always been my baby. I played an upright for years until my music school, the place I love and adore, decided to sell a few of their older, smaller sized, grands and I begged and pleaded with my parents and was gifted with a new piano. It’s not in great condition, the varnish is very strange (water proof to save it from little children), the music stand doesn’t match the piano, the bench is scratched, some of the notes don’t work and it needs a lot of work (which will cost so much money >Painful face<) but despite all of that, I love it. It’s a familiar friend and we’ve been through so much together. So many hours of practicing, so many moments of me having frustrating moments, moments of fear before competitions. It is, in all honesty, one of my best friends. Call me crazy, I dare you xD, but it’s the honest to god truth. The sound is rich, the keys are powerful, and my hands have developed because of my best friend (no I haven’t named it…yet).
I’m pretty versatile with what I can play. Dabbling in some percussion, recorder, flute, I dabbled in guitar but gave up, and touched the harp. But nothing, absolutely nothing, comes close to piano. Piano and voice together is what I do. And it’s what I live, breathe, and revolve around. No, I can’t go out and say I play about 20 instruments, but I can go out and say “I play the piano” and to me, that is all I need. I don’t need to show off with the number of instruments that I play.
But while I love my instrument, I sometimes hate it. And my reason is weird as heck.
The piano is the least intimate of instruments. You sit on a bench…and press keys. Wow. Yes, don’t get me wrong, there is skill and all instruments require impressive skill to play well, but you don’t get to be with the instruments. Cello you have to hold close to you, violin needs to be held to your body, wind instruments you use your lips, drums you even get to be surrounded by. Piano you sit there. And while most people don’t even think about it, it’s true. You can’t carry your instrument with you places either. Violinists become best friends with their violin, and same with many other instruments. You get an instrument and go everywhere with it. Pianists go to their venue or event and the piano there they aren’t familiar with. The struggle is realllll!!! But, you have to get accustomed to the change and you don’t get that until you mature. Some never get it because they are stubborn. “It doesn’t feel like the one at home.” or “It doesn’t feel like the one I practice on.” You have to get to the level where you become best friends.
My piano teacher is good friends with a famous pianist by the name of Menahem Pressler. During a lesson not so long ago, my teacher told me that Mr. Pressler had made a comment during a master class, and to sum up what was said, he essentially said that pianists have to become best friends with their instrument before they play and find the best quality in the piano and bring it out for the concert. Essentially no piano, especially ones that you play on for a concert once or twice, will be perfect in every way. You just have to find the really positive thing about it. Even if that G is rich, bring that note out and make it the most beautiful note in your piece. The smallest things can make the biggest difference.
Either way. Through everything that has happened in my life in music, it is something I can go back to. I’m the idiot that when I go places for a long period of time one of the first questions I ask is, “Is there a piano nearby?” Music is a constant and the piano is what I do and love. Without it, my life would change drastically. Got a problem? Play it out.
My piano and I will be something that I won’t change and won’t be changed. My piano and I are forever. My piano and I are eternal.
(Deep ending huh? xD)
My heart skips a beat reading this. Really? ET will be here? Maybe phoning home, or not, but here.
Or will it be a space person in a silver suit, who despite best intentions, terrorizes us?
Or a little green man?
Or some kind of horrifying, jaw ejecting entity that wants to incubate somewhere warm?
The possibilities are endless and my imagination leaps at what this might mean. Of course I have Hollywood to thank for much of this. Nothing like the special effect team who have filled my head with C3PO and R2D2, Klingons, Vulcans, and on and on. Possibly all housed in Area 51.
But somehow I think the truth behind this statement is a little less….dramatic. Heart stopping. Somehow what I think what Ellen Stofan is predicting is that there will be microbe, something contained in a little glass dish, that you will need a microscope to see (possibly while wearing full protective Hazmat suits) that has been picked up on the surface of somewhere out there and brought back. The first signs of life. The first signs that there might have been life.
Not so dramatic but still might make a great movie.
Stuck for suggestions for a something to read? Going stir crazy with winter? MLCWO to the rescue.
How about checking out the new book of short stories by Kelly Link? The stories described as eery, gothic, surreal are something that might hit the spot on a cold winters day. HERE Read more about Kelly HERE.
However, if you are stuck and can’t get to the library The Guardian has got a free read available on their website. Despite the fact it appears for children the story has an interesting take and it is free. Free. HERE.
I just had to reblog this again because when I have had some free time recently, I have been picking up these books and am slowly but surely making my way back through the series. I forgot how much I love it…>Swoons<
So please, check these out because they are amazing and I want someone to rant and fangirl to ^^ xD
Originally posted on My Library Card Wore Out:
Okay. So this is going to be on MASSIVE post about the ENTIRE Guild Hunter Series by Nalini Singh because there were 7 books (not including the novellas which I still have to read) and I feel that one LARGE post would be good. Otherwise you will see 7 posts of me ABSOLUTELY FANGIRLING!!!!!!!!
I. AM. SO. IN. LOVE. WITH. THIS. SERIES.
I will say this now. This is a mature reader series as there is graphic violence and….quite graphic sex scenes so this is a 17/18 year old or older book…NOT YA AT ALL!
MATURE READERS ONLY!
So lets start with the books in the series. They are…..
- Angels’ Blood
- Archangel’s Kiss
- Archangel’s Consort
- Archangel’s Blade (side story with one of the main characters)
- Archangel’s Storm (side story with another one of the main characters)
- Archangel’s Legion
- Archangel’s Shadows (comes out in November 2014!!!! Another side story)
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Have you ever flown before?
You most likely have. Even if it was for a short jaunt to a few states away. Now, the majority of you, actually the overwhelming majority of you haven’t flown on a private jet. If that’s how you fly, then lucky you, and this post probably won’t pertain to you per se.
But the rest of us, who have the fly with the great unwashed will understand the pain which I am about to lay out for you. I’m just going to lay it out how it is. No sugar-coating.
Flying is a SERIOUS pain in the ass.
It’s not like it used to be. You used to get preferential treatment if you paid a little more, early boarding if you had a child, and the elderly used to get early boarding as well. But no. All that is gone.
You have a little kid, you can wait with everyone else. You’re elderly, you can do the same, unless you’re in a wheel chair or are injured.
Now, I fly United (previously Continental), so I can only comment on what I see with them, but all around, the complains are quite the same. With United, you get boarded by group (which is new), and of course, on my most recently flight, I was group 5. The last group to board. Now that is whatever. I don’t care when I board. But…once on the plane, I wish I was number 1. They’ve limited how much you can bring on the plane, and they let you bring two carry on’s; one for the overhead and one for under the seat before you. That’s great and all, but being group 5 means….THERE IS NO OVERHEAD ROOM AS THE IDIOTS BEFORE AND BEHIND YOU TOOK YOUR SPOTS!
>An annoyed huff would leave from her lips.<
So you shove their shit out of the way and get your bag in. FINALLY. But you have the second bag, which, as I sat in an aisle seat, DIDN’T FIT because apparently they put the life vest before you in the aisle, so, I couldn’t fit it. Fantastic. -.-
Okay, so all that is out of the way. You sit down. Thank god. You made it. Now you can just re——.
The seats. Oh god. The seats. I mean come on. They don’t even put you sitting up right. It’s like they’re trying to push your head into your legs, making your torso and legs at a less than 90 degree angle.
How are you supposed to get comfortable sitting like that?
No. Freaking. Clue.
Eventually you can put your seat back a little bit. Key words. “Little bit.”
I mean, this is all just a pain in the ass.
You also have the food. I mean, thankfully since I went international they gave food. But it was like a snack. The portions are smaller, the food really isn’t great, and it doesn’t come until an hour into the flight.
And after my flight was delayed almost two hours because of gate changes and then a failure with the baggage belt, I was hungry. So, we didn’t eat till like 930pm or so.
Overall I hated it. Flying used to be enjoyable, but not anymore.
You’re constantly shoving the arm of the idiot next to you out of the way. And god-forbid you want to use the restroom and someone is coming your way AWAY from the bathroom, or visa versa. You have to like dive into the seat of a stranger to get out of the way.
And if you need to go when the food cart is in the way. Good luck. You’re gonna wish you wore your depends because they take forever and WILL NOT move.
Honestly, I can’t even say pay a little extra money to go first class because A) it’s not even a little bit of money. It’s a lot. And B) because first class isn’t much better. I flew Business a little while ago, maybe 2 years or so, and the seats were much smaller than when I had flown it once before, and overall it wasn’t anything HORRIBLY special. If you are going long distance in economy, I wish you luck and god-speed because I could barely survive 6 and a half hours. I watched that “time until destination” clock like my life depended on it.
Thankfully there were movies, but, that only helps so much.
But then on the way back, ughhhhhh. So like my button on the seat that helps it recline, I pushed it to recline slightly yet the damn bugger got stuck. So, for the rest of my flight, if I put pressure on my seat it would fall backwards. So, for the flight, which was 8 hours because of the tailwind, I had to sit up straight. To say I was unhappy was an understatement.
If you have similar experiences, please tell me and let’s get this rant going. Because I can’t be the only one who hates this. I know I’m not.
So where y’all who hate flying? Raise your hand! >Raises her hands and legs and waves them around.<