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I've always loved doing writing exercises... especially ones that give you plenty of rein. Restrictive exercises that tell you to write about this-this-then this are 100% ew. My favorite writing practice technique is listening to a song and letting loose with whatever spills out of my head at the same time. I've begun working with this whilst messing around with fanfiction and have had absolutely delicious results. Plurs, it's actually fun: something enjoyable to take away from the often choresome task of real “hardcore” writing. It's one of the best ways I've found perfect tone(or try to at least!) and to really get something out of song lyrics, beat/"notes", basically the feel of the music itself, that you may not have seen before.

The name of the game is rapidfire recording of ideas in response to the general feel of the music itself. That means no correcting, no spellcheck, no dictionary.com*sniff*, no “looking before you leap”....complete submersion without worrying about what's acceptable.

“I want to break free-ee....I want to break free!” Yeah, that kind of thing. The let-your-hair-down method. Spare the rod, spoil the author. When I do this I sometimes come out with words that don't even exist. I remember one sentense in a recent practice having the word 'epithistic' thrown in there- whever the hell that is. Where did that come from? It may have something to do with the particular type of music I was listening to but I'll get into that later.

So, yes...back to my method:

Before starting, I begin with a general idea for what I'll be speed writing. I usually like to take a really plyable character of mine and explore their mental perception of a random scene, be it within a current piece I've got going on or just completely off the wall random. Other times I'll decide to go crazy with imaginary, unwritten plotlines and flesh out a certain scene. Whatever I feel like getting into, I give it a light consideration before busting out the iPod.

Shuffle time. I never pick the songs unless I'm really “writing-writing” and going for a specific tone. Shuffle is an awsome tool for spontaneous idea combustion. If it starts with a song I like, great! If it starts with one I can't stand(but still haven't deleted from the blasted thing) or something unexpected, even better. Maybe the idea I had in mind to write about has absolutely NOTHING to do with the song. The goal is to try to get away from convention or what you'd usually do. In other words, to see what your brain does on autopilot.

I write from the moment the song begins to the moment it ends....usually. Writing without taking considerable pauses can be strangely challenging, but its most effective to try to get everything down quickly.

Here's a little sample from the product of paper + Nella Fantasia sung by Russel Watson:

"She is the daughter of Spain. White with glory. White with intoxicating purity, renewedness of the human spirit embodied in animal. Her nostrils flare. The body rises and falls with the pulsation of every fiber in perfect cadence with every other. There is life in her steps. Life in her eyes. Grass beneath her hooves tremble with rapture. Her gliding canter alone can eat away at the earth in a single stride. Her footsteps- the heartbeat of all the nations and governments of nature. And when they go at full will and force she is the life of the earth and the salt of every word breathed by divinity. Andalusia calls to solidify her existance and to keep the heartbeat of the world in pace."

Verrry different from what I'd churn out listening to "Everyone's a Little Bit Racist" XD

Back to Les Shatteréd(which BTW is due for it's first introduction and chapter this weekend ****MORE UPDATES SOON!***), ~TQ~
You. I would rather enjoy escorting you to a gay bar.


RRRRR! Why can't I get done with this video? Why can't I get STARTED on this new chapter? Why is it so easy to procrastinate?

Sincerely argitated, TQ
You. I would rather enjoy escorting you to a gay bar.

So it's a little late. So I didn't feel like typing it again.....


The San Antonio production= fabulous! Sara Jean Ford was as wonderful as predicted, I absolutely adore her voice. In my opinion she's a “fresher” sounding Christine than some of the more recent performers I've heard. My father, seeing the show for the first time, almost busted a gut laughing at Anderson and Winant as the managers. It was a clean run and I felt like the cast was really in the swing that night.

Well we didn't get Jason. Stephen Tewksbury played the Phantom for that entire week and I can honestly say I was pleasantly surprised. It was a very unique portrayal; the guy sounds like a real opera singer. His singing style has a more classical feel to it... a little different from most Broadway performers. I ate it up XD His “floating, falling, sweet intoxication” almost gave me a seizure. Such a powerful, powerful voice. It just resonated and was incredible. From what I've heard of Jason Mills on YouTube and elsewhere I'm really glad we got to see Stephen instead. True, the recordings don't do much justice to the voice, but comparing the two I'd have to say this understudy just owned it all the way. He packed in so much emotion and definitely deserves his props. His final lair scene was my favorite that night; Stephen really outdid himself here. I love how he gave it that the cocky, mocking feel without being sloppy about it. He kept his tone very nice and consistant while giving it the same amount of emotion. I had do keep myself from laughing at his “the world showed no “COMPASSION” to me!”. He sounded like a whiny six year old- it was adorable. All in all, he may not be my favorite Phantom but he's certainly won a high place on my list. I know he took on the role in Kentucky this year. Did anyone else get to see him?

Greg Mills is now my favorite Raoul of all time! I don't think I'd ever felt so much for the character until I got to see Greg portray him. God, his voice is gorgeously sweet...I'm absolutely in love with him. Nothing not to like as far as I'm concerned. As much as I hate to admit it I think he's turned me into a Raoul hugger. I would have killed to see him play the Phantom though....seriously....killed.... Yep, he had to be my favorite that night.

I told myself I wasn't going to cry about a million times while we were waiting in line to get inside. And of course I ended up bawling at the AIAOY reprise. I was the only one blowing my nose in the merchandise line at intermission. My dad says I'm going to have to take some major Prozac the next time I see the show XD

Just a random thing: the guy that sat in front of me wouldn't quit scratching his head for, oh I don't know....the ENTIRE FIRST ACT. He actually had his wife scratching his head for him a couple times. Ugh, he must have had some pretty bad dandruff. He would stop like clockwork though whenever he heard me start cracking my cup of Sprite- a general warning sign that means “if you scratch at ANY point during this next scene I'm going to fucking maim you”. Whether it was violent telepathy or the Sprite, he got the point and didn't scratch at all during the second act. It was a bloody miracle.

Now to continue my recovery from post-show depression.....


I do love Tewksbury so! Here's one of the few recordings I could find of his performance- this one was from the Louisville production which, I think, was the stop before San Antonio this year:

-Vive, Queenie
You. I would rather enjoy escorting you to a gay bar.