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I do not understand music. I hear words like scale, arpeggio, and staccato but they have no meaning. I hold up flashcards to my youngest children and help them learn the notes and terms. To me it is another language. I’m absolutely tone deaf. I cannot fathom the intricate inner workings of symphony pieces. I do not understand what musicians hear or what they work on.
In my writing journey, I was first drawn to words. I loved to read; beautiful passages would strike a resonating chord deep within me. I liked the sound that certain words made when read side by side. I fell in love with the subtle shadow effects created by symbolism and the way words made me feel. I loved being transported by excellent descriptions. I could feel themes reverberate through a literary piece like an echo in a winding canyon.