On this Saturday night on the last weekend before the FAWM madness (a challenge to write 14 songs in 28 days) begins, I’m organizing my studio, but especially my sacred space. But I’m *supposed* to be working on my novel.
But it’s only 4 days until February 1st, which is the first day of FAWM, and I can’t wait to get started. The forums are already busy. Some are posting photos of their studios. But instead of doing that, I think I might need to post a photo of the part of my studio that is my sacred space – a tribute to the past that is so important to me.
So I run over to the den in the front of the house where the hubster is working on his novel.
Me: “Can you hear what’s happening in my studio?”
Me: “Well, it isn’t writing.”
We laugh hilariously!
So what was I doing instead of writing? On my way to the computer to open my wip, I looked at my vinyl records and pulled out “Spinout” and started playing it. And that led to the other albums, like “The Onstage” album, dated February 1970. Interesting it was February. And 1970 was the year I saw Elvis perform in person. Who knew all these Februarys later I’d be participating in the annual “February Album Writing Month,” writing 14 songs in 28 days.
You see, when I unpacked our stuff after the cross country move last fall, I found several of my vinyl records still intact. They have survived zillions of moves, including a step dad who loved to toss things out, roommates, my tendency to lose things, and an exhusband! It’s a miracle!