The Silver earrings of the adamanrels
The bards gonna find them...
Her mother used to dream about them
Her father, he used to scream about them
The silver earrings of the adamanrels
Here is a short little song I came up with yesterday afternoon on my piano. Recently I've found that as I'm going about writing a lot of my stories I'll actually click out of the word processor for a moment, when inspiration seems lost, and I'll try instrad to lift the tale over my piano a bit, and sing it, just to see what I get then, and it is actually yielding some interesting results. Tolkien of course did this often while he would write the various Rings books, and I do think it may have contributed to him reaching the end, as if you read his letters you'll see he often actually suffered to plow through. At any rate, what I find so interesting is the fact that, though this song is only 4 lines, it basically contains an entire book, if not a trilogy, right there within it. Incredible really....
Friday, July 28, 2017
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