Music is as important to me as books. I'll listen to anything that makes me feel. A lot of my music choices depend directly on my mood. If I need to be pumped up, I love Pop/Dance. If I'm sad or thoughtful-Country's my choice. If I'm mad, you can bet I'll be ripping Heavy Metal. If I'm in between-who knows? When I belonged to Columbia House (yes, I'm aging myself here) I used to confuse the HELL out of them with my selections of artists. And I loved every second of it.
Since I attended The Write Stuff pre-conference, I've been thinking about one concept I've come to accept about myself: I EXPERIENCE THE WORLD DIFFERENTLY. And that's why I write. Or is it the other way around: I'm a writer, therefore my experience of the world is different? Either way, it really doesn't matter. I see things others can't. I know things others don't. (I wish I learned this like twenty years ago-IT EXPLAINS SO MUCH!)
And my closest friends have helped to reinforce this AND remind me that it's all good. For my birthday, Sera and my beautiful niece made me CDs of songs that relate to ME! And I'll probably wear them both out by the end of the month. They're both writers (though my niece hasn't accepted yet that she is!) and see the world in the same magical way I do.
But, really, it was my other writer friend Rebecca Rose that prompted this whole new perspective on music. While we traveled to Pennsylvania for the Write Stuff, she had me listen to Blank Sheet of Paper by Tim McGraw. And it's written from a very unique point of view.
Can you see the scene that's painted? Can you feel anything? Or do you hear just another twangy country song?
Maybe this song matters so much to me because I once sat at a blank computer screen. I was scared. But I started typing, telling myself no one would ever read it, so it didn't matter. I went back a thousand times and continued typing. I've revised again and again. The words have changed, but the sentiment is still there.
And now, I have my completed novel. It's not perfect yet, but I'm getting ready to put it out there when it is. I'll be terrified, I know. But I'll do it anyway.
So, if there's something you need to write, just do it. No one has to read it. But I'm willing to bet, someday, you'll be ready. And it will be so worth it.