Oh no…..oh no. My vision goes blurry and my knees start to give out under me. Not again, I thought. This was the second time tonight that I’ve gone down on stage. Maybe performing with a 101.7 degree fever was not such a good idea. I don’t know what it’s like to be caught in your underwear, but...
I love the creative process. I love how art can be unpredictably and spontaneously beautiful. But the songwriting process is not always glamorous, especially when you’re in a time crunch. George Floyd was murdered on a Monday, and the following Thursday I was supposed to record "It Is Well" for a church service that Sunday. The problem...
With a single click, I have submitted my final assignment of my undergraduate degree. I can’t believe it’s all over; research, studying, and practicing are all things I will now do out of free will instead of obligation. There are no more hoops to jump through. That diploma is mine, I can practically taste it! But...
When I was a little girl, I thought the baton was actually a magic wand because whenever a music director would wave it, magic began filling my ears. It was enchanting; they had not one instrument, but all the instruments in their control just by waving their arms. I was fortunate enough to join a Youth Symphony Orchestra when...