What a beautiful Tuesday morning. The sky is blue and the sun is peeping through.
Apart from writing, my other love is music. This afternoon I have my first piano lesson after a three month break. I’ve bought some new music to try and inspire me to move away from my pen and paper to hit the keys. With recommendation I’ve purchased Mendelssohn’s Song without Words as well as treating myself to Etudes by Philip Glass. None of these are going to be a breeze, I can tell you that. This means that today amongst the theory reading of Walter Benjamin’s, Modernism, and Poetry and Grammar by Gertrude Stein, trying to add words to George, House of Grace sequel, somehow this morning I must fit in at least half an hour to spend on the piano. I love my piano but I love my writing more. Are you ever torn between two arts?