Writing Inspirations – starry stars

Why I love Don McLean:
(“The Starry Night,” by Vincent van Gogh)
(clicky-click here to play pretty song) 

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) 

“For they could not love you
and yet your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
on that starry, starry night
you took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.”

Writing Inspirations – starry stars

Why I love Don McLean:
(“The Starry Night,” by Vincent van Gogh)
(clicky-click here to play pretty song) 

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) 

“For they could not love you
and yet your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
on that starry, starry night
you took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.”

Writing Inspirations – gratitude

things i’m grateful for:
my charming neighborhood, where I can run around and feel completely safe.
friends who listen and laugh and empathize.
my joyful day job that allows me the opportunity to pursue the art that I love so much.
any and every kind of cheese.
chilly afternoons spent nestled beneath cozy blankets.
the calm that comes from having a clean, candlelit home.
mandy moore–her soft, whisper-sweet sort of singing voice.
the insight gleaned from jane austen’s words.
old family games that can make me cackle until I can’t breathe.
sweet treats.

holiday lights glowing throughout town.
morning endorphins, afternoon adventures, evening peace.
the absolute knowledge of who I am.
the warmth, the kindness that underlies this season.
and, above all, the health and happiness of my family and friends.

Writing Inspirations – gratitude

things i’m grateful for:
my charming neighborhood, where I can run around and feel completely safe.
friends who listen and laugh and empathize.
my joyful day job that allows me the opportunity to pursue the art that I love so much.
any and every kind of cheese.
chilly afternoons spent nestled beneath cozy blankets.
the calm that comes from having a clean, candlelit home.
mandy moore–her soft, whisper-sweet sort of singing voice.
the insight gleaned from jane austen’s words.
old family games that can make me cackle until I can’t breathe.
sweet treats.

holiday lights glowing throughout town.
morning endorphins, afternoon adventures, evening peace.
the absolute knowledge of who I am.
the warmth, the kindness that underlies this season.
and, above all, the health and happiness of my family and friends.

Writing Inspirations – Sara Bareilles

Why I love Sara B
(clicky-click on the titles to hear pretty songs) 
“Little girl,
I don’t know why you stay
If I had a feather for every time Daddy said that
I could fly away
Cuz old habits are so hard to break
It’d be a shame to stop now that I started me make really good mistakes.”
“I may seem naive
if I cry as you leave
like I’m just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show
as I’m watching you go
aren’t tearing me apart…
The angels say I’d smile today
Oh well, who needs angels anyway?”
“I’ll be strong
And if not now it won’t be long.”
“I don’t want to talk about it to you
I’m not an open book that you can rifle though…
I don’t say much
and it’ll stay that way
You’re got a steel-train touch
and I’m just a track you lay,
So I’ll stay right here underneath you
I’m just a basket case–it’s what we do.”
“Sweet sun,
send me the moon.”
Situation’s always the same
You’ve got your wolves in their clothes whispering Hollywood’s name.”
“I’ve got a thick tongue
brimming with the words that go unsung
I simmer then I burn for a someone
the wrong one.”
“They’ll be girls across the nation that’ll eat this up
Baby, I know that it’s your soul. but could you bottle it up?”
“You love the chase but hate me for the run around
We’re both just tired of the whole thing,
You tell me what you need, you want, you know you have to have,
And I just pretend I’m listening.”
“I’m well-versed 
in  how I might be cursed
I don’t need it articulated.”

Writing Inspirations – Sara Bareilles

Why I love Sara B
(clicky-click on the titles to hear pretty songs) 
“Little girl,
I don’t know why you stay
If I had a feather for every time Daddy said that
I could fly away
Cuz old habits are so hard to break
It’d be a shame to stop now that I started me make really good mistakes.”
“I may seem naive
if I cry as you leave
like I’m just one more tortured heart
These cracks that I show
as I’m watching you go
aren’t tearing me apart…
The angels say I’d smile today
Oh well, who needs angels anyway?”
“I’ll be strong
And if not now it won’t be long.”
“I don’t want to talk about it to you
I’m not an open book that you can rifle though…
I don’t say much
and it’ll stay that way
You’re got a steel-train touch
and I’m just a track you lay,
So I’ll stay right here underneath you
I’m just a basket case–it’s what we do.”
“Sweet sun,
send me the moon.”
Situation’s always the same
You’ve got your wolves in their clothes whispering Hollywood’s name.”
“I’ve got a thick tongue
brimming with the words that go unsung
I simmer then I burn for a someone
the wrong one.”
“They’ll be girls across the nation that’ll eat this up
Baby, I know that it’s your soul. but could you bottle it up?”
“You love the chase but hate me for the run around
We’re both just tired of the whole thing,
You tell me what you need, you want, you know you have to have,
And I just pretend I’m listening.”
“I’m well-versed 
in  how I might be cursed
I don’t need it articulated.”

Writing Inspirations – Alanis Morissette

Why I heart Alanis

“Just make sure you don’t tell on me 
especially to members of your family,
We best keep this to ourselves 
and not tell any members of our inner posse,
I wish I could tell the world 
cuz you’re such a pretty thing when you’re done up properly ,
I might want to marry you one day 
if you’d watch that weight and you keep your firm body…”

Writing Inspirations – Alanis Morissette

Why I heart Alanis

“Just make sure you don’t tell on me 
especially to members of your family,
We best keep this to ourselves 
and not tell any members of our inner posse,
I wish I could tell the world 
cuz you’re such a pretty thing when you’re done up properly ,
I might want to marry you one day 
if you’d watch that weight and you keep your firm body…”

Writing Inspirations – music

NaNo project official theme song:

Maybe (Love Isn’t Funny) – Emma Bunton

Music has always played and huge, HUGE part in not only my writing process, but my story lines, scene moods and even character developments. 

Last week, as I was getting deeper into NaNo, it worried me a little that I had yet to make a soundtrack for my story–which is odd, I usually have a complete CD with 20+ songs (and usually homemade ghetto cover art) before I’ve started–even if I don’t know exactly where my story will be going. I choose songs I hope might lead me in some kind of direction. And you know what…it always works. 
Someday, when my books are turned into movies…no worries, Hollywood Executives, the soundtracks are already done! 

So anyway, I was writing last night (ha-ha, of course I was writing last night), and at a very particular scene which really could’ve used a superfabulous song to capture the moment and my main character’s emotions. One of the themes I’m exploring in this story is a kind of “Frenzy Romance:” 

Happens quickly….then it’s gone….then it happens again….oh but now where did he go?….things were just getting good…. 

You know, that kind of fun stuff. 

When last night, out of the blue (the way most things like this usually happen for me) the perfect song popped into my head…not only perfect for this scene, but for my lovely story in general.

 

Currently, Emma Bunton’s (previously known as “Baby Spice”) Maybe is running through my head on a constant loop. And now that I’ve written a little more since this musical breakthrough, I am certain it is running through my MC’s head too. She’s just cool like that.

Writing Inspirations – music

NaNo project official theme song:

Maybe (Love Isn’t Funny) – Emma Bunton

Music has always played and huge, HUGE part in not only my writing process, but my story lines, scene moods and even character developments. 

Last week, as I was getting deeper into NaNo, it worried me a little that I had yet to make a soundtrack for my story–which is odd, I usually have a complete CD with 20+ songs (and usually homemade ghetto cover art) before I’ve started–even if I don’t know exactly where my story will be going. I choose songs I hope might lead me in some kind of direction. And you know what…it always works. 
Someday, when my books are turned into movies…no worries, Hollywood Executives, the soundtracks are already done! 

So anyway, I was writing last night (ha-ha, of course I was writing last night), and at a very particular scene which really could’ve used a superfabulous song to capture the moment and my main character’s emotions. One of the themes I’m exploring in this story is a kind of “Frenzy Romance:” 

Happens quickly….then it’s gone….then it happens again….oh but now where did he go?….things were just getting good…. 

You know, that kind of fun stuff. 

When last night, out of the blue (the way most things like this usually happen for me) the perfect song popped into my head…not only perfect for this scene, but for my lovely story in general.

 

Currently, Emma Bunton’s (previously known as “Baby Spice”) Maybe is running through my head on a constant loop. And now that I’ve written a little more since this musical breakthrough, I am certain it is running through my MC’s head too. She’s just cool like that.