There really is a problem with listening to my playlist of favorite favorites while writing. I get so caught up in the music that I cannot continue to write. Dammit. The guitar in "Blood Brothers" Iron Maiden just captures my head and body. Okay, now Springsteen, "Badlands." That song is so much a part of me that it's worn a familiar groove in my head. Um, spoke too soon. It still catches me. Think I need to turn the damn music off so I can hear what Duncan and Methos are saying. I'll always get caught by "For the ones who had a notion
A notion deep inside, That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive."
So I was gonna turn it off but along comes Human by The Killers. Love that one too much and it moves me every damn time--as in my body starts moving.
And this story is a bitch. It won't let me go, but it keep moving to places that I didn't expect it to go. Well, hell, Duncan and Methos frequently to that to me. I ought to be used to it by now. And it's after 1:00 am. I totally gotta crash. The story will still be waiting when I wake tomorrow.
And it was lovely going out to for dinner with Speck, Roy, and Michael this evening. I'm really enjoying becoming closer and closer in my friendship with Speck.
A notion deep inside, That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive."
So I was gonna turn it off but along comes Human by The Killers. Love that one too much and it moves me every damn time--as in my body starts moving.
And this story is a bitch. It won't let me go, but it keep moving to places that I didn't expect it to go. Well, hell, Duncan and Methos frequently to that to me. I ought to be used to it by now. And it's after 1:00 am. I totally gotta crash. The story will still be waiting when I wake tomorrow.
And it was lovely going out to for dinner with Speck, Roy, and Michael this evening. I'm really enjoying becoming closer and closer in my friendship with Speck.