La la la January 26, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal, Novel, Writing Bits , add a commentMusic, then. It’s no secret that I love it. I tootle the floot in a chamber orchestra. I’m not bad. I can’t play my guitar. I hum rubbish songs rubbishly. No, really , it’s true. My children say I should try to wipe anything Green Day related from my tiny Mitzy mind. The Itsy Bitsy Mitzy mind. To quote, in fact. Beasts.
In the Novel Racers catch-up, Jane mentions the way she uses music to get emotion across in her writing.
My ongoing urge about using music as part of my novel had a massive surge a couple of weeks ago. In fact, it surged so greatly, I couldn’t even talk about it.
But. It has worked. I wanted (and, erm, yes, still want!) to use music in my novel for various reasons. It’s cool enough to quote the likes of Norah Jones and other ‘household names’. But I wanted to include the other stuff. Real stuff. Real vs airbrushed fake perfection. So I emailed Kat Flint. Cos she’s cool. And her music is ace. And she never gives up. I felt a fool. A spaz. A mental stalking lunatic.
And then she emailed back. (You can sing along here if you like!)
‘Ooh, I’ve never made a literary cameo appearance before,’ she said. ‘Go ahead.’
What a girl, eh? How exciting. There’s so much I could do with it. It’s just making the most of it now. A protégée to be encouraged. To tease and tweak. Yeah baby.
