In my heart of hearts, I know Luke was listening to John Williams over the cockpit speakers when he was zooming down that trench on the Death Star . . .
I’m ducking into the Internet Dead Zone again, this time to bring three chapters and five characters together to meet at a single point, and then scatter them all again.
So another short post—how lucky can you get?
This moratorium doesn’t include music. Music doesn’t distract me—just the opposite. So I thought I’d share some of the stuff I’ve been listening to while I work on my WIP.*
No snark about my taste (or lack thereof) in music, please—or my age, thank you. There may be cheese on this list, but it isn’t irrelevant cheese.
(hit the pop-out player to play the music — not sure why the list isn’t coming up automatically, but if I can fix it, I will).
Do you listen to music when you have to concentrate or do you prefer the sounds of silence? What hones your focus?
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*Swiped this idea from Averil Dean — I’m reading her book The Key to the music she posted here.
xkcd is the radiant fallout of Randall Munroe’s imagination.
Well, you know I listen to music. For everything. The only thing I need silence for is speed reading.
And oh, Sarah–I knew we were kindred spirits. I’ll be listening to your Pigeon list while I attempt to work on my senior project (when I want desperately to play in blog land). ❤
And I’m taking a break to search out Black Wings and Kid Cudi’s stuff, so we’re even.
Three gueses—which song on the playlist is Cassie’s? 😀
OK–three guesses. *cracks fingers* Can’t Be Tamed, Smooth Criminal (Maybe Konrad?), or…Faster Kill Faster Pussycat. (I think Jar of Hearts is Anna.)
Nailed it first guess, Lisa! 🙂
“Kill Faster Pussycat” reminds me of McRae, I think, gender notwithstanding.
And you know, “Jar of Hearts” does work for Anna. . . huh.
P.S. I love that you’re looking for Black Wings while seeking out Kid Cudi. ❤
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I’ve played Jar of Hearts four times, and I’m off to iTunes … Thank you.
It’s good one, isn’t it? Or . . . not, I suppose.
The video is pretty good, too. . .