Write Music Worth the Wait

This November marked the first in seven years of participating in NaNoWriMo that I did not purchase a new album to use as writing inspiration.  Last year, I added some Doctor Who to my Write Music playlist.  This year, I listened to the soundtracks from Rome, Last of the Mohicans, Game of Thrones, and Lord of the Rings.

Over the past two days, I decided to re-watch the first eight episodes of Starz Outlander.  Not only is the acting great, the scenery magnificent, and the story one I adore, but the music is one of the most stirring scores for anything on the screen – big or small.

I’ve been scouring the internet in hopes of finding Bear McCreary‘s score since I originally watched the first episode, but without luck.  The opening title is available, but not the entire score.  Apparently, like other soundtracks for television series, the release occurs at the conclusion of the season.  Given that we have to wait until April 2015 for the season to continue, it appears I must wait to listen to the score in its entirety.

I find this score emotionally evocative.  It resonates with me in a way that raises the hair on my arms with its penny whistle and strings, at other times, it echoes in my chest with the sounds of pipes and drums.  The music is sweeping, layered, and haunting.

I definitely want to add this score to my Write Music playlist – hopefully in time for NaNoWriMo 2015.  The wait will provide me ample time to dream up my next story!

Thankful

Been awhile since I’ve blogged.  Part laziness; part not feeling as though I had much to contribute; personal stress, trials, and tribulations; and allowing other activities to get in the way. I’m hoping to rekindle my regular posting in the coming weeks.

Thought all day about the holiday and, even with my personal struggles, feel there is a great deal to celebrate.

So, here it is, my list of things about which I am thankful:

  • My family, immediate and extended, who I love and miss like mad, and who I hope to see more of in the coming year.  Although I will not see them this holiday season, I feel their love and support every day.
  • My step grandchildren, Melysa and Owen, for sharing so much of their young lives with me.  They make me laugh, remind me of the joys of discovery, and fill my heart with happiness – even when they drive me to distraction.  I am fortunate that my stepson permits me so much time with these two kiddos.
  • My friends, near and far, for allowing me the gift of their continued presence in my life.  You make me richer.
  • My pets – Cricket, Beatle, and Luna Boo – who provide comfort, joy, and unconditional love with snuggles.
  • NaNoWriMo, for allowing me the excuse to indulge in creative writing with a deadline for the seventh year running, and for those friends who embarked on the challenge along with me.
  • My colleagues – remarkable professionals that make me proud and gratified to be a part of such a  high-performing team.
  • My gracious landlords who have been patient and understanding as I re-establish my life and work to get personal finances back in the black.
  • The lovely home in which I live, the beautiful northern California weather, and the fact that I could put up holiday lights outside today wearing a t-shirt and yoga pants, enjoying the warm sunshine on my skin.
  •  My relatively good health, even as I continue to nurse my sprained ankle.  I’m grateful as well for the health and well-being of my family and friends, especially those healing from surgeries (my Dad and a colleague) and undergoing aggressive treatment strategies (my auntie, several friends).

So while this holiday season looks to be an especially lean one for me financially, I am rich in those things that matter most – family, friends, a good job, creativity, health, and happiness.

However you celebrate, may you find joy.

Official

Today is the day my divorce will be final.

When I imagined this day, I thought I would treat myself to something special – a massage, some champagne, a day off work to have a local adventure of some kind.

Reality is far less exotic: tending to an injured but healing Goldendoodle, working late, and maybe enjoying a glass of wine  or an Angry Orchard Elderflower and an episode of Mad Men.

I feel like a door is finally closing so that I can open new doors.  I did my grieving for this marriage years ago and have been working on healing over the past year and a half of separation.  The weight of the world is slipping from my weary shoulders and I’m looking forward to my life as officially unattached.

Confessions of a Lightweight

Long work week.

Did not get back to my parents’ house until later than I’d hoped, so didn’t complete all the things I’d originally wanted to do before heading to my sister’s house for the weekend.

She and her husband had family and friends over for a casual soiree complete with delicious cheese fondue (and chocolate later in the evening).  I grazed on the fruit and vegetables, dipping them into the cheese.  I also enjoyed a number of wine spritzers.

Too many wine spritzers, apparently.

I was sick overnight – my own doing.  Fortunately, I planned to spend the night at my sisters.  Unfortunately, I was still recovering this morning and missed my nephew’s hockey lesson.

Good thing I’m a year older and wiser today.  Think I’ll leave that party behavior to the young and just be my old, busted self.

Weather

Cooler today in the Mitten and the sun was a stranger.

Working in a conference room with no windows for these long days, I haven’t seen much sun anyway.

I had an appointment with my tax preparer this evening, so I left the office after only a 10-hour work day to get to the 6:00 p.m. appointment.  I made it just on time and there was enough rainy daylight left when the appointment concluded that I was able to fill up the gas tank before heading back to my parents’ house.

I’ve felt under the weather all week – at first I attributed the exhaustion to travel fatigue, but I suspect I might have picked up a bug.  A sinus headache has plagued me all day, so I’ve got a date with a hot shower and an early bedtime.  Hopefully those activities will cure the headache and give me more energy for another long day tomorrow.

Who knows, maybe I’ll see some sunshine soon!

Time Zone Tango

My team spans Eastern Standard through the Pacific time zones.

When I’m on my home turf, I wake early and try to be on-line a little before 6 PST because so much can happen by 9 EST.

This week, on Eastern time, I’m discombobulated.  I’m trying to reach team members in all of the time zones and am leaving long, rambling voice mails.  Tonight, I got back to the ‘rents by 6:45 – earliest night yet.

I wish I had more time here this week – there are so many people I’d like to see while I’m in my “home” town, but with the long work days, I’ve been unable to see anyone but family and my coworkers at the office.

I travel early Sunday to Cleveland, so I’d planned to spend the night at my sister’s on Saturday.  She invited me to stay Friday, too – and she’s having a party.  I hope I’m up for it – I may be the lame older sister who snores on the couch!

Think it will be an early-to-bed night!