50 Days into my experiment, and I’m doing alright.  Not every day has been a fantastic “performance,”  but just having the work in the back of my mind has forced my to be a little more creative than usual.  This in itself is worth making this thing happen.

This is the closest thing yet to keeping a diary, and for someone like me who is not a writer, it’s hard.  Feels like homework sometimes.  However, the act of writing every day (more or less) actually does help improve that craft.  By no means do I claim that I’m a good or interesting writer.  Far from it, actually, but I have noticed some improvements.  I’m particularly trying to get better at describing music in words.  Can you do it?  Does the quote “Writing about music is like dancing about architecture” mean that words fall short of describing the emotional impact that music has on your soul?  Let me ask you this…when was the last time you got the shivers from a poem? A Symphony? An Ellie Goulding song? A Book?

So today, as I’m playing with my students again, I’ll try to describe what they’re playing as accurately as possible.  The result will be my post for tomorrow.