Photo by Dan McDavid
While I was working on my story, The Blue of Heaven, I started hearing something in my mind that has now turned into a song.
When I finish the lyrics and the recording (and I thank God for my son, who is so good at both traditional and digital recording), I will include this song when I release my short story collection as an e-book. I will embed the song somewhere in Blue to give you another way to experience my character. I plan to do this with other stories, too. Once we have something ready for you to hear, I’ll upload a clip to my Audio page.
Songs within stories — it’s a new idea for me. What do you think?
Years ago, songwriting and singing was it for me. My goal was to record albums of songs that I wrote, become a star, win a Grammy, be on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine, and take care of my family with all the money I made. During the pursuit, though, I became the type of person you have to become when those are your only goals in life.
Self-centered. Extremely self-centered.
My priorities changed when I became a mother, which led me to once again think about God. A year later I became a Christian, and I began to look at life differently through my new faith. For a while, I continued to sing in bands with my husband, but eventually I fell in love with motherhood and old hymns, and I left the pop music scene behind.
I’ve sung as a soloist and in my church choir since I joined it 20 years ago, and the appetite for stardom through my musical talents has never returned. I’ve been satisfied with the life God chose for me.
It’s Saturday afternoon. I’m working on a song, with my adult son taking care of the tech side of things. There’s a microphone on the table and soon I will record my voice singing a song I wrote.
You know, I never lost a love for singing and songwriting. I just dropped the love for trying to get to a fantasy place without thinking about the cost — for myself or for anyone else. And, believe me, that self-centeredness cost me things that fill me with shame when I think of them.
So, here we are today: I’m writing stories. I’m writing songs. I hope you like them. I hope you share them.
And I hope God is pleased by them.