Throughout my life writing and piano have been outlets for distilling my thoughts, for the alchemy of turning experience into art. Most days I’m a better pianist than a writer, but sometimes the words spill out brilliantly and beautifully, which makes me feel as though I have just found out something very important about life. Maybe I have.
But usually, I revise my writing endlessly – sometimes years after a piece has been finished, whatever that means. I share this as a consolation for other writers; it can’t be said enough that my first drafts are awful. They are often too vague and move in too many directions, and it can take hours to edit even a short piece. I wrote this paragraph dozens of times.
My music tends to come out perfectly on the first go, but music has less rules than writing so I imagine that helps. I’m self-taught and cannot read notes yet feel more fluent in the language of the piano than any other way I might try to communicate.
Read my words here and listen to my music here.
I hope you like what I’ve made. We should all do what we love while we still can.
-Colette M.
