In light of a few really ridiculous posts I have witnessed out there lately. I thought I would write a supernatural romance thriller type string thing.
Today I would like to know about your "piano dreams." What are you playing? where are you? who is listening? and most importantly--how do you feel??? trying to get some general ideas.
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This string makes little sense at present.
but it you read through it you may get the general idea. I keep changing the title.
This is the beginning of my semi-autobiographical supernatural musical romance novel that we will all write together!! If this starts getting huge I will put a new "blog" chapter of it here each day and you can scroll down if you get behind. SHE NEEDS A NAME--and so does our immortal sexy mysterious vampire like piano teacher who will open the secrets of the universe for her and guide her to her shocking destiny!!! . Feel free to help me flesh it out. ALL SUGGESTIONS WILL BE CONSIDERED -- need characters, events, twists, and red-herrings--and lots of piano references. thanks! Not trying for the Pulitzer just want to write something better than "50 Shades."
HERE'S THE TEASER: l
She felt something dark and sinister wrapping around her mixed in with the silky hypnotic voice coming from her computer. Something full of lies...and with it's own motives...but full of red hot desire.... it is something so powerful and so irresistible--and so wrong... it's wrong but she is tired of fighting it... she surrenders and lets the dark energy have her. Her hands are playing feverishly, flying up and down the keyboard in a frenzy--but she is barely aware of it. Such music in her ears...surely that couldn't be her playing that. She had never been able to play that quickly, and cleanly--but she IS playing. Her hands feel so light as they strike each key precisely as Beethoven had dictated --she closes her eyes and sees the black carriage with it's strange driver...the image from her dreams.. Now she is again aware of her hands--the melody she is playing is hanging in the air around her--she can see the beauty of it--the energy it is creating Then the darkness starts whispering to her--making the voice from the computer sound distant and muddled.
He is waiting in the carriage... hissed the voice in her head.
Chapter 1
I met my destiny because of the Maple Leaf Rag.
After seeing the movie, The Sting, I was obsessed with learning ragtime piano. I committed as much Scott Joplin to memory as possible. I just couldn't seem to get enough of it. One day, while I was attending a junior college I found a practice room and started playing the Maple Leaf Rag. A man came in a few minutes later and said that they needed a pianist for the college jazz band. I told him I had no experience and didn't think I would be able to play jazz piano. He said "how about if we give you scholarship money to play?" The next day I was in jazz band. I enjoyed it so much that I signed up for it again the following semester.
On the first day of the new semester a new guitar player entered the room. Within a week we were dating and by the end of the semester he had convinced to move away with him and go to the University of North Texas where we would both major in music.
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