singing

Back to Before

I. Ever “after” Born out of the combination of full-time parenting and part-time self-employment, the twin approaches of get it going and good enough take me far . Yet in my mad dash toward done or “after,” I’ve often lacked the patience to buckle down and dive into the minutia of “before” where rich learning occurs; the kind that builds muscle and depth. Rediscovering singing in 2018 infused me with energy and joy. Despite not having sung on stage for 20 years, I didn’t hire a director or a vocal coach for my one-woman show in June. I… Read More »Back to Before

Sunburst Arms

I wish I played an instrument. My parents bought me lessons in both piano and violin, and I had no lasting interest nor talent for either. Maybe most kids don’t, and maybe it’s up to the parents to coax and push their children through. In any case, my parents had enough coaxing and pushing to do while navigating their day-to-day reality of divorce, blended families, and four kids in co-custody. So, my voice became my instrument of choice. I sung constantly. I sang passionately, and I sang well. That said, no matter how deftly 8-year-old me… Read More »Sunburst Arms