tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post7057239712529369845..comments2023-02-12T01:10:27.929-08:00Comments on Penny Jar: A heads up on being at the tail end: Wanting--with love to Lorrie MooreVictoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09849650119285773009noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post-19400591806409134502010-03-16T22:30:16.576-07:002010-03-16T22:30:16.576-07:00Julie, I'm watching that right now with my own...Julie, I'm watching that right now with my own kids. One started bobbing to the beat at 7 months old while the other will sit with books and art supplies for hours. <br /><br />Whether nurture or nature,as long as we're supportive I think they'll turn out fine. I'm glad to hear you've proven that.Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09849650119285773009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post-71199471253096058482010-03-15T21:59:38.338-07:002010-03-15T21:59:38.338-07:00After a few rounds of "being picked last"...After a few rounds of "being picked last" I often didn't try for fear of failure. When I became a mother I remember wanting so much for my kids to find that creative thing they wanted to try and supporting them in trying anything. You just never knew, maybe they would have some talent hidden away (didn't get it from me) that without trying we would never see. And even if they weren't great at all they tried, they are lovely people all grown up anyway and probably better for the experience.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07275969076514694792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post-64780375776615570192010-03-15T20:28:38.959-07:002010-03-15T20:28:38.959-07:00Mercy--I can't fathom singing at a funeral, an...Mercy--I can't fathom singing at a funeral, anybody's. I can't even make it through a reading of Puff the Magic Dragon. Good for you to be able to sing through it!<br /><br />DWC--Thanks for stopping by! The creative spirit in children is difficult to harness and amazing to witness. I often say I write by ear since I have such a hard time remembering the jargon and go by gut instinct. Happy to ignite a memory!Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09849650119285773009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post-90871161806295083132010-03-15T14:52:37.608-07:002010-03-15T14:52:37.608-07:00This took me back to my childhood. I was always bu...This took me back to my childhood. I was always bursting with energy to create something, to find an outlet for all the things that made me stop and stare in wonder. And how funny you should mention playing music by ear because I taught myself the piano, and when I could play it I began to compose on it. And when everybody wanted to me to be quiet, or when I had to fill some bored time away from an instrument, I made up stories. <br /><br />Thanks for the reminder!Roz Morris aka @Roz_Morris . Blog: Nail Your Novelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10088813423467048081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866085978419509606.post-54133226726154748192010-03-14T09:19:08.000-07:002010-03-14T09:19:08.000-07:00Well, the shaking and stuttering does get better w...Well, the shaking and stuttering does get better with practice.<br /><br />When I was in middle school and high school I did solos and concerts all the time. I was also in theater. I got over my stage fright after the first year or so.<br /><br />Then, a couple of years ago, my husband's family asked me to sing at his grandmother's funeral. I had not performed in front of strangers outside of a karaoke bar in many years. "No problem," I thought. <br /><br />As the time for my solo (a capella, because I'd rather sing alone if I can't practice with the accompanist ahead of time) I slipped out the side door of the church and warmed up. The old voice pipes were working great. I slipped back in, walked up to the microphone...and got hit with the hugest stomach full of butterflies I'd had in fifteen years. I could hardly breathe. <br /><br />I sang it fine anyway, 'cause I had practice singing through nerves. But wow, was that unexpected.Mercy Loomishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07552972871775363257noreply@blogger.com