I’ve been doing some thinking about writing and computer programming. Many centuries ago, writing was only those educated in it. It was seen as something that had no practical use beyond the recording of… well… records. It wasn’t something that ordinary people had to learn as knowing all of these little scribbles on paper (or vellum. or whatever) was not really something that had practical value. As long as someone could work hard and take orders, he was set. Now though, it’s rather different.
While listening to ABBA earlier today (don’t judge me!) I realized just how important it was to me that I be listening to something while writing. True, it’s a highly contested practice with many preferring to write in ghostly silence where you could easily hear dust drop and many on the other side of the spectrum who can’t work at all without guitar riffs blasting their eardrums to bloody pulps. I fall on the music side of the spectrum, but not so much that I’ll no longer be able to hear anything a few years down the road.
I find that certain music does a lot to affect my writing. Compare writing with Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 14 playing in the background to doing the same with Liszt’s Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2 or Wagner’s Ride of the Valkyries and you’ll most assuredly see a difference. Depending on my mood, I’ll listen to different things. Also depending on what I want my mood to be, I’ll also listen to different things.
Anywho, just a short little blurb from me. That’s all, cheers!
There’s something about crossroads that I can never quite figure out. It seems as if at each crossroad we too become, in a way, prophets, foretelling the future and seeing down paths that only we are privy to. It doesn’t matter who we are with, we are the only ones that can see down the path that we want to take.