In honor of Independence Day, I’m going to share with you some of my favorite films about independence, and many of these have nothing WHATSOEVER to do with the Fourth of July. Continue reading
But with every new selection I’d learn to play, I kept thinking of the “Moonlight Sonata,” the classic standard that should be in every pianist’s repertoire. I’d look over the songbook, wondering if I was ready to learn it, and I’d ask Criseida for her opinion.
“No,” she’d gently say. “Not yet.”
Not by a long shot, I’m sure is what she wanted to say.
The devil is in the details.
Though I don’t know who thought that one up, I’ve got to agree. Because if there’s anything I don’t have the patience for, it’s the details. Continue reading
Of course, you should know that for years I myself played the piano. Quite adept at it, I might add. I swear I could hear my mother weeping whenever I played Chopsticks. “I paid for years of lessons for this?” I’d smile in agreement for I was in bliss. Continue reading
But thanks to applying herself, Paulina’s attending a university in northern California. And now, as she sets off to college, I made a list. A list of things I think she should try to integrate into her life. Continue reading