there is absolutely, positively nothing better than when writer’s block has been defeated. when you, your entire amount of humanness and whole being has depended on writing music for the last several years…only to have it be at a stand still. granted, there were (and are) hundreds of factors related to why my creativity was cut off. i won’t get into them right now.
no matter how i tried, i couldn’t write a lyric (at least a half decent one) to save my life. and god forbid my fingers touch the piano keys. as soon as they would try to plunk out a melody, my entire body would close up and i couldn’t breathe. i’d sit, cry, and listen to songs by others and wonder how those songs came to fruition. how did they reach out for that inspiration to write like i did a few years ago?
i had a mild case of writer’s block back a couple years ago and the spell was broken when i wrote a song called “1920” for my grandmother’s 90th birthday. interestingly enough, the spell was broken this time around when i wrote about my other grandmother who passed away and the tattoo of her signature i placed on my wrist in honor of her memory. thus, the first song i wrote for my upcoming project was written. and then, another song came. and another. and another. i also started getting inspired by new music i was introducing myself- particularly, the unique and gloriously talented john grant.
please join me on this journey to completing the new record. i don’t know exactly how it’s happening yet, but i can promise that it will be the most naked, soul-bearing, honest piece of work i’ve ever done.