Another muscle

So perhaps flexing my narrative muscle didn't work out quite the way I hoped (what with my failed New Year's Resolution). However, I am excited about a new project.

My best friend in the whole wide world is a very talented musician. The reason we became friends more than 10 years ago now was due to our mutual love of music and our thought that we were rock stars (you know, a natural thought when you're belting out Indigo Girls in your dorm room).

Over the years we've been in less than successful bands together and even recorded a CD. Well, that is she was gracious enough to allow me to guest vocal on it and a couple of the songs were collaborations. She's going to be working on some new stuff now and hopefully hitting the studio in the foreseeable future. And she's asked me to collaborate again!

I haven't written this way in years. I actually thought I might be too happy to effectively do it. However, I'm happy to report, the inspiration is always there and it doesn't have to come from a depressed girl in Doc Marten's wearing her sleeves way too long.