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Day Two Hundred Nine (Year Two)

I finally got my chance tonight to sit down and work on the record!

I hid in the bedroom, away from all of the distractions, and sat for about three hours with a guitar, a notebook, and some chord sheets.  Oh, and a pen.  After all, I had to be able to write down what I figured out, right?

I didn't want to go into it with any sort of plan in mind, aside from getting things done, of course, so I wasn't concerned with what I ended up with, so long as there was something by the end of the night.  I found a couple of really cool chord progressions that seem like they are going to work for the record, and I tried to be objective about some of the things I had been considering earlier in the month.  Some of those things will make it, others will not.  I realize that I'm getting to the point where I can ill afford to be picky about what ends up making it and what doesn't, but still.  I need to keep reminding myself that if I can even get it all written during February, that will be a victory for me.

I know I keep saying it, but I'm more worried about the lyrics than I am the music.  Tonight is proof that, in a couple of hours, I'm more than capable of coming up with at least a couple of ideas that are contenders.  If I had a whole day, I'm positive I could have most, if not all, of the music figured out for this thing.

My fingers, on the other hand, are killing me!  That's proof-positive that I'm not playing enough acoustic. 

I'm hoping that tomorrow morning before work will be as productive as tonight was, music-wise, and if that's actually the case, things with the record-in-a-month will be looking decidedly up in the last 24 hours.

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