It's been a long while since I've written for the joy of it in a creative way. I've been working to correct that by looking at the very roots of the times that I felt most creative and it all stems from music. There is nothing quite so inspirational or joyous as music to twist around your thoughts and ideas, lift them up, and then send them adrift. Funny enough, not all of the music that does this for me is of the classical or hard rock bend, but more quirky.
I look to the Cocteau Twins, Dead can Dance, October Project, and even Thomas Dolby for this. In there lives a thousand memories of the characters that have passed through my mind. I have seen them fight, make up, bask in the wondrous glow of the sun, and seen them fade away into the hazy fog of banality. They are screaming to come out of the shadows and stand in the sun again and I can't deny them their lives.
So, it begins. We'll be the pirate twins again.
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