I was at the end of a long and productive day. That fuzzy time before bed. When you’re too tired to “do” something productive but still awake from that too late in the afternoon coffee. So I was scrolling Instagram.…
I’m learning the jazz standard “All Of Me” for the piano. Which is kinda hard with fingers built like Fred Flintstone’s toes. The process is clunky and often maddening. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if the splurky notes are my…
Some weeks I’ll have it figured out. Most weeks I probably won’t. Either way, I’ll write it down. This is the first one. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by failure. Wanting to break out into something new and creative and vital…