Sunday, September 9, 2007
Piano Freewrite
my mom made me take lessons as a kid i hated it Karla Schaumbach was my teacher ugh she used to sing while i played and mess me up. her dog was cute but i hated the piano. Daddy gave me $1 if i played a song perfect for him but it was still bullshit like the songs in those dumb books like putt putt the speedboat. who cares and then adagios and allegras and concertos as i grew older but i always hated it. then when my sister started taking violin they made us play together. ah such ghastly noise schreeching of strings and plinking of keys then everyone hated it hahaha. then i came home one day 22 years old 5 years after moving out. my mom sold that goddamn thing i cried like the time i begged my mom to quit. she wouldnt let me. couldnt let go of her dreams for me a piece of both of us was lost that day
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Right on. Excellent example of what we look to accomplish in a freewrite: rapid development of material (words!) that flow forward without too much concern for where they go. Here we see how productive that can be! Thanks ~R
I can totally relate to this blog. My mother made me take piano lessons too. i mean i wante d to take lessons but the major problem was i couldnt go outside and play. i was stuck in the house on the keyboard. im happy you wrote this blg cause now i know im not alone.
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