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Wee Hob just got back from the Great Lakes Region South Basic Encampment (Civil Air Patrol). He spent a week in a highly militarized and structured environment, and not only did he do okay, his flight (cadets in his little company of 10) was selected as the honor flight - best at the encampment. He has been regaling us nonstop since his return with tales of the great week he had and all the cool things he did. We can only hope he will begin to apply all the organizational skills to his own bedroom. (He did just cut his shower time from over 30 minutes to less than 2-- cool.)

He is not a little boy anymore, and while I am proud of him, it also makes me sad. I had the past brought home to me a little yesterday when one of my students had her little granddaughters with her, and the 2 year old decided she loved me. She and I conversed very gravely about matters of import to her, and at the end, she gave me a hug, and I remembered what it was like when I used to see my little birth daughter, or what it was like when Wee Hob was small. I don't know what it will do to me, honestly, when I am a grandmother myself. I missed so much. And those small kids I hold in memory now, are nothing like that now. And I won't ever get that back, even if they come looking for me.

I bought this Joseph Curiale CD last night; I heard "Wind River (I am)" on WGUC Cincinnati, and the only way to get it was to download the whole album, which is wonderful. It's not on iTunes: I had to buy it from CDBaby. Great writing music, and Wind River itself is reminiscent of both Copland and some of the Star Trek music (DS9 especially)-- the trumpet solo is reflective of that ideal of the West and of the Star Trek universe, of beings, human or not, who rise above. Who overcome with dignity and grace. I don't know if I can explain it.

But I will issue, not a fic rec, but a short story rec: James Baldwin's "Sonny's Blues," which I love even more every time I teach it. This time I realized: the Blues is born of sadness, but people who are defeated do not sing them. The Blues is a type of music for survivors-- for people who are going on. I pointed out to students, when I asked them to describe the blues for me, how many of them were smiling as they remembered some blues music they knew. The Blues is not about wallowing in the depression, but about living through the pain and rising up again in spite of it. They got it. Some of them.

I need to start writing again now. I have the week off, my grades are all in but one class (where some irregularities require input by the Powers that Be), and I don't set foot in a classroom again until July 6.

Have a good night, everyone.
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The tale of where I have been the past couple of weeks is quickly told. Trying to keep my job and find a more stable one. Giving feedback to my Beloved on his resume, which is way so much better than mine. Wee Hobgoblinn has gone almost a week without major mishap. Dr. Wolfe is working with him on harnessing all his creativity and impulsiveness and putting it to work for him. The book she assigned him to read is known more by its variant title "Hunter in a Farmer's World," but it's the same book my Beloved brought with him last visit thinking it might be helpful, as it had shed some light on his younger self and given him some new coping strategies years ago. I'll post more on it if anybody's interested-- it's a fascinating re-framing of ADHD, not as a defect or disorder, but as an evolutionary adaptation that can serve a certain type of society very well indeed.

I've also been rehearsing with the October Festival, a pick-up chorus that pulls up its socks every year and attempts some major work on about 6 rehearsals in a month. This year we did the Vaughn Williams Dona Nobis Pacem and a couple of newly composed shorter works by local composers. One was by my friend Richard Arnest (whose flute concerto 'Liquescence' won the 2004 EPICmusic competition.) Besides that work, most of his stuff is not yet recorded. Here's a link to play that piece. Well worth a listen. Or buy the mp3 here.

The other composer, Rick Sowash, I just discovered through this venture. I was impressed with the piece he wrote for chorus and brass, and he has a website and a number of CDs which can be sampled here. I bought a copy of "Sanctuary at 3 am" and it is exquisite. Go out and take a listen, snag some of the free downloads available and throw some cash at him if you feel so inclined. Tell him one of his pals in the October Festival sent you. He doesn't know my name, real or otherwise, but I'm sure he will be happy I sent you his way.

Anyway, concert was over today by 5 without train wrecks, snacks were consumed afterward at the reception, and we are home, have hiked, and I'm just listening to my new cd and awaiting my Beloved's return online. I believe he is out running errands in his timezone.

And I have the next chapter of ILP in the hands of betas, but I'm not sure if they'll have time or the inclination to get to it for a bit. But I am starting to carve out a little writing time now that life is starting to settle back down and we have some plans in place to move towards where we all want to be. So hopefully I should have something post-able before the next visit by my Beloved.

Thanks to everyone for kind wishes and all that. Also, I have not forgotten my two box recipients. Just taking longer than I'd thought to get time to do it.
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Survived the trick or treating with good Sir Knight. And now, after a hard day doing battle with computer code, I have a couple of treats for you.

I recced this album the other night, when all I had really heard of it was the Lux Aeterna. But today, I listened through the whole thing, and ... wow. Everything on this album is exquisite. Here are a couple of other examples for you. Be warned: "Dirait-on" will stick with you-- in a good way. Possibly the most beautiful melody line I have ever heard.

The link for you to check them out is here. Let me know what you think.

After this, though, I think I'll steer clear of this file sharing business. I am so technologically challenged, it didn't occur to me until today to wonder, "Is this really legal?" But I had to share this with someone who's not 11 and hopped up on sugar. Let me know what you thought. (And if anyone has a translation for this text, I would Love to see it. I no longer have the disc, and so I don't have the liner notes....)

And good luck to all NaNoWriMo, mini nanowrimo, and any other people making a commitment to Write over the next month. (Note you've got only an hour and 45 minutes or so to get in on mini nanowrimo -- join the community, then find the commitment post and add your commitment comment. Heck, add it a couple of places so the mods see it. That's what I did.) You've got until 10pm EST.

Good writing to all and to all a Good Night.

Hob
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