|"Write a Song to Walk Me Through an Open Doorway" fiber art wall hanging by Nita Lou Bryant|
Painting with watercolors.
I have done all of these things, and I have written about most of them. I was always writing, writing, writing, writing, writing: fiction, memoir, poetry, personal essay, newspaper column, screenplay, TV pilot.
Suddenly--much to my surprise--along came songwriting, closely followed by voice lessons.
Then I picked up a guitar...
And though I still enjoy cooking and knitting and making jewelry and taking photographs and sewing and painting with watercolors and doing all kinds of writing, I've got to tell you, people: music has stolen my heart. It has become my one, true, everlasting love.
The day just doesn't feel right if I don't spend some part of it holding a guitar. I wake up with melodies in my head, along with rhythms and snippets of lyrics I can't wait to sing or play or write down. When I look back at something I've written in my journal, words and phrases dance up from the page, demanding to be stitched together into song.
It all comes together for me in music. Everything I've ever seen or heard or tasted or smelled or touched, made with my hands, thought, dreamed, experienced, or imagined shows up in my songs. A very dear friend of mine who's both a writer and a musician wrote this to me just yesterday:
"I know about the blisters and callouses and frustration of trying to learn new chords and make it sound like music. But you did it. You worked through all of the klutzy, clumsy mechanics and broke through into a place where the instrument becomes an expression of your personality. That can't be taught. You're born with it. Then, if you're diligent and focused, you're born in it. Your songs are you."
Dear Readers, I want to be diligent and focused. I want to be reborn as song.
And I want to write about it at a new blog called Nita Lou Songs.
In fact, this last post here at Studio Nita Lou will be my first post at Nita Lou Songs. I hope to see all of your faces in the audience over there and hear you singing along.