Welcome to Day 9 of the Third Annual A to Z Challenge!
My theme – my 26 fiction posts will revolve around something musical – it could be anything, as long as it's musically-related… maybe a song title, an artist/band, musical terminology, musical instruments, words relating to sound/rhythm/movement/dance etc.
MUSICAL ASSOCIATION/CONNECTION. IMPROVISATION – the composition of music while simultaneously singing or playing an instrument; the art of improvisation can be understood as composing music "on the fly"…
HoneyBunny was concerned. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
“Now why the glum face? Had lemons for breakfast?” Inner Critic couldn’t resist the jibe.
“You are so NOT the person I wanted to run into.” HoneyBunny tried to avoid him.
“Hey— hello to you too… and now? What’s up? You’ve been in such high spirits for the last few days – a positive ball of energy, encouraging and supportive, full of smiles… and all that jazz…”
HoneyBunny issued a glare of warning that would have rendered anybody else speechless.
However, Inner Critic was not just ANYBODY ELSE… he was designed to counteract the threatening comments and glares… hell, he was immune to it!
“Uh oh – it must have something to do with the A to Z… I JUST KNEW IT! I mean, how on earth can any person in their right frame of mind, possibly choose 26 musically-themed fiction posts… waaay too ambitious!” His wagging finger was accompanied by the oh-so-familiar look in his eyes.
HoneyBunny pressed her hands to her ears and stuck out her tongue. “Keep your opinions to yourself.”
“Will you guys just keep it down please? There are 17 more days to go and I have a lot of work to still do…” a grumpy-looking Writing Muse chipped in, flustered… and distracted by the commotion. “Mmm… let me see… stuck for ideas… it’s best to improvise at this point… as you do when you’re not sure of the vocal arrangement and just ad lib the song you are singing? Or when a guitarist "jams" a solo? Goes with his gut instinct? Know what I mean?”
“You mean, as in “fly by the pants of my seat”… or “wing it”… and all those terrifying phrases that the bloggers throw around?” To say that HoneyBunny was freaked out by the suggestion would be a major understatement! She was practically hyperventilating—–
“I would advise against it! It could turn out to be a disaster… and then what?” This was a typical Inner Critic comment… true to form. “It’s your fault, anyway…” he turned to Writing Muse, determined to draw out the negative atmosphere, “if you did less loafing and more work, then we wouldn’t be in this predicament, would we? It probably suits YOUR agenda, to improvise at this point…”
But for once, his muttering fell on deaf ears.
The problem had been solved…
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