A few months ago, at 67, I became one of "these guys". One day I heard two beautiful women commiserate on a Zoom call about how hard it was to be beautiful. As I was putting my head down on the pillow that evening a song appeared in my mind, "It's Tough to be Me".
Then came my song about essential oils, "There's An Oil for That", which I've actually had recorded. And just yesterday I finished a semi-autobiographical song about the Law of Attraction, called "Attraction".
Who knows where it will go from here?
Who knows where it will go from here?
I’m strictly an instrumentalist who couldn’t sing her way out of a paper bag. I had done a fair amount of arranging music for 3 instruments over the past decade, but suddenly out of the blue in 2020, I started writing my first original pieces. Not a lot, so far. I have one piece recorded and on YT, but I would be doxxing myself if I were to share it - sadly, no can do.

The kick line? "I'm next in line." I could just hear Buddy Guy, BB King or John Lee Hooker delivering that line.
I’ve done a little writing and had some small (very) pieces published. No music.
About 10 years ago, my husband and I were eating in a local steakhouse, and our waitress was from California. All of a sudden she said to me, “You look like a mom. We are having a shower for a girl here who has no resources - unmarried, pregnant, needs everything. What would you get her?”
I told her about some pro-life resources locally for unmarried moms, what they might be able to provide, and so on.
Then she just says, “I don’t have any kids. I was pregnant once, made it to four months, but the morning sickness got to me so I had an abortion.”
She said it in such a casual way, as if she said she had a mole removed.
I came home thinking about that child who had no tears shed over his death. And I wrote a song about it. It just kind of bloomed out of my heart - that’s the only way I know how to describe it.
But here it sits - I’ve never done anything with it.