Red Cedar
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Category: Writing
second-class (essay)
i often wonder what it would be like to be endowed with a consistent and positive self-image over an extended period of time. would i be so motivated if i didn’t always feel not good enough? would i be as generous if i automatically… Continue Reading “second-class (essay)”
things my parents told me.
when i was little, one of the things i wanted to grow up to be was a writer. i used to write poems and stories and bind them into little booklets to give my family. i wanted to grow up to be just like… Continue Reading “things my parents told me.”
more song
here is another song i wrote this weekend – i think it either needs another verse or a bridge but nothing has come to me yet and it could be just this with lots of instrumentals to round it out (and some play on… Continue Reading “more song”
a new song i am working on
i am working on a new song for which i have posted the lyrics below, it’s still in rough form, but i am sufficiently happy with where it’s going to share here what i have written so far. the meter isn’t straight forward, so… Continue Reading “a new song i am working on”
practice, production, performance
i worry i am not good enough to write, to compose, to play music and that worry makes me impatient to the point where i stop producing because the finished product does not come fast enough. because the first draft isn’t perfect, i stop… Continue Reading “practice, production, performance”
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