All songs are not created equal. I should know. I have been writing songs more years than some of my cowriters are old. I am seventy five. I started writing in my mid-thirties. Do that math! I know the rules well enough to follow them or break them. Like carpenters who can make square boxes […]
Will I miss anything about eleven months of self-isolation? I will soon find out. I get my second shot the 16th. Then in another two weeks, being ultra cautious as I have been, I will ease back into “normal” life. I am looking forward to that. I do not want to become a recluse, but […]
When my mother passed, she left her quilting fabric to me. If you do not come from a quilting family, you may not understand. Leaving a quilting stash (all fabric) to me was more important than leaving any jewelry or anything else, except maybe cookware. Mother sewed for our family and others. She was a […]
Sometimes you just know your life is going to change even before it does. Mine is. I am seventy-five soon to be seventy-six. Last year I wrote two or three songs most weeks. I do not see myself writing so many songs this year. I am not going through writer’s block or discouraged with myself […]
…but not to 10 yet. I have already written about it here. Now I have captured it in a song. When my cowriters have writing sessions, we check in with each other. When we ask, “How are you?” or “What’s going on with you?”, we are not being polite. We care about each other and […]
I have updated – Stephanie C Brown Songs – I hope you enjoy some of the songs. Through it all, I write. Through songs, I process the world as I see it and feel it. I believe in the power of words and that that power is amplified with music. Sometimes I am given words. […]
Now – by Stephanie C Brown This is no fine linedrawn in the sand.This is chiseledin concretefilled with tarpainted black. Rage skyrocketingfueled by hate.Love staying afloaton a raft of hope. The weight of the worldweighing heavy.Is there a heartlight as a feather?
I am thankful all my days are not the same. Mark Narmore and I wrote a song around that idea. It is not about birds, but this entry is. Thanks to Mark for his great demo of Most Days. I hope you enjoy the song and the photos of today’s birds. I am feeling the […]
The cardinals on my deckknow nothingof riots and protests.Their’s is a worldof trees, rivers and streams.The sun rises, the moon sets.Winds blow, rain falls.In storms, floods, and hurricanesThey seek shelter.The beating of their wingscan not save them. (Stephanie C Brown – January 7, 2021)
