Music

Music. Its been apart of me my entire life. From the cute antics of a child to a smoldering passion that I was too shy to truly explore while in high school that has stayed with me that I am finally bringing out into the full light of day.

 

It started with a shipboard choir when I was on deployment with the Navy. I was one of three sopranos and the only one willing albeit reluctantly to take the solo parts of a couple of songs that people wanted sung for Easter Sunday. I performed those plus one of my own, all a Capella. I had a CD for mine but it broke and there wasn't time to get a new one. I am told I did well. I have a copy of the performance, but I still haven't brought myself to watch it. 

Time passed again, quite a few years actually still sang while listening sometimes, then I made some new friends and they took me out to karaoke with them. A whole new world opened up to me. I actually am now able to get up in front of people both that I know and do not know and sing into a microphone. This is coming from the girl who had such stage fright I couldn't do a 5 minute offering reading and prayer above a whisper while staring rigidly at the podium at church when she was 12. When that I happened I decided that I wasn't going to let that be my story. I proceeded to join the speech team at school and the drama club at church. I started out with extemporaneous reading (a random selection from a book) and did mostly Mimes with drama. I was really good with the mimes (they where set to music). 

I learned piano when I was about 10 and the alto saxophone for the school band. I haven't kept up with either but I'll pick the alto sax if you ask which I like better. I have more connection, flow if you will with it. Singing though has always been my passion. I guess thats enough for now. Please feel free to ask questions and comment on this or any of my postings.

Part 1: Some of my Favorite quotes from the Anita Blake Series by Laurell K. Hamilton

Assuming the Worst was always safer. And usually truer.

He could be mine: lock, stock and fangs.

We're all creatures of light and darkness. Embracing your darness won't kill the light. Goodness is stronger than that.

Sometimes you deal with the devil not because you want to, but because if you don't, someone else will.

Sometimes love makes you selfish. Sometimes it makes you stupid. Sometimes it reminds you why you love your gun.

Neither love nor evil conquors all, but evil cheats more.

Bad necromancer, no cookie.

The dead are my specialty.

I wasn't feeling very special tonight.

Was it just me, or are people really this confusing?

The truth may not set you free, but used carefully, it can confuse the hell out of your enemies.

Try to do a good deed and it bites you on the ass.

Funny, what turns out to be the lesser evil some nights.

Sometimes it's not the light in a person that you fall in love with, but the dark. Sometimes it's not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you and know, absolutely know, that the sound in the dark is a monster, and it really is as bad as you think.

the monster under the bed wasn't just real,

 but it was holding a grudge.

But sometimes, when you're really scared, illusion is all you've got. Cling to it, baby, cling to it.

We aren't the good guys. We're the necessary guys. -Edward

Sometimes the things I do for this job worry me.

In a heat so hot it made it hard to breathe, I shivered.

Living Vampire, Serial Killer; po-tay-to, po-tah-to.

excerpt of Anita and Nathaniel:

"I noticed you don't disagree that I'm being an ass."

He Laughed. "You don't like it when I lie."

I stared at him for a second, mouth open, then I went back to staring at traffic. "I can't believe you said that."

He was laughing so hard that our hands jiggled up and down on his leg. "Neither can I." He said.