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[Blog] Music to my Ears

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Sometimes, you run across a piece of music that makes you want to write something that does justice to the heroic deeds it invokes in your imagination. Perhaps it has something to with the decidedly epic music used in movie trailers, but that may be something of a chicken/egg problem– in some cases, I suspect the music does ninety percent of the work (and, I have to admit, it totally works on me). But that being said, it’s not like we haven’t been making music to move the soul for a long, long time.

Either way, like I said, sometimes you run across a piece that makes your fingers itch and your mind burn with ideas. For me, that’s usually something like Two Steps From Hell’s Empire of Angels or Last of the Wilds by Nightwish. The tricky part is that the pieces that really get me excited are almost invariably the ones that would match the climax of a story, and there’s a whole lot of work that still needs to go into getting me there.

That, or I’d need to write out of order, and I’ve never been any good at that.

I know some of you reading this are writers as well. What are some of your favorite writing soundtracks?

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[Blog] Freeway Interchanges and Cloudy Mountains

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Different landscapes have always made me want to write different sorts of stories. Show me a sweeping vista, full of dark forests spilling down the sides of jagged mountains and all half hidden beneath the shreds of cloud left behind by last night’s storm, and I’ll tell you that there are dragons there, coiled in lairs just out of sight. Catch me staring out the window while caught in traffic somewhere in LA, and I’ll be imagining what it would be like to wander the interchange on foot after something has rendered all cars immobile*. Let me watch the sun rise above the desert and paint the sagebrush golden and the mountains purple, and I will muse on what it would be like to ride a horse at a gallop there in the cool of morning, and why you might do such a thing.

Some of this, I am sure, can be attributed to growing up on The Lord of the Rings and the Peter Jackson adaptations. Between Tolkien’s descriptions and so many hours of footage filmed in New Zealand, it was bound to happen. But I don’t think it’s the only reason. I suspect most people find inspiration of one sort or another while looking at the world around them. Some of us will be driven to create with our hands or our words. Others will have our souls filled in different ways.

For me, I’m not sure if there’s a setting that doesn’t spark my imagination in this way. Mountains, cities, rolling hills: every place has its own sort of story. All we have to do is find them.

Speaking of stories, I apologize for the terrible lateness of the one that was supposed to go up last week. It’s on its way, but it’s coming slowly, Hopefully, I’ll be able to post it and the next Tanner and Miranda story next week.

 

* Well, more immobile than they already are at 5pm on a workday.