I just wrote six measures of new music. It isn’t much, and it should not be a big deal. Including the cord changes, it’s free than 30 notes. But it is a big deal. It’s the first original notes on a page in almost 3 years.
It probably will never turn into a finished composition and end my drought that started in February 2009 (let’s blame law school, even though that didn’t start until January 2010, okay?), but it got my Mingus Pencil to get the taste of originality rather than the transcriptions and analyses it’s grown accustomed to.
It’s only six measures, but it signifies much more. It’s new life. New creativity. But not yet new music.
Soon, though. Soon.