Every little thing that I manage to FINISH now seems like I've run the Boston Marathon, and the tiniest mental breakthroughs feel like victories. Like the other day--I was listening to classical music while driving. The local PBS radio doesn't broadcast the written names of the music it plays (like some pop & country stations), so I was guessing--and hoping the piece would get done before my journey's end so I could find out if my guess was right. The piece was obviously 19th century, but I didn't really recognize it at first, running it through the "usual suspects" first. Then there was "something" about a chord progression and the orchestration that I thought I recognized. Sure enough, the composer WAS Saint Saens and the piece was his "Organ" Symphony. I think I've heard it twice (?)-- never a live performance, but his "voice" was obvious and I identified it. Brain may have lost 20 IQ points, but isn't totally dead.

     I've also decided that it's time that I overcame--or at least ignored--my fear of rejection and started submitting music to publishers. The worst they could do is reject it, and I've been rejected before and lived through it, so . . . I sent out my first formal submission on April Fools' Day! That ought to be appropriate.

TGFM!