Good Wednesday,
It’s been pretty serious around here the last few Wednesdays (well, except for the pirates). And so as Rogers from “The Swan Princess” says “Liven it up a bit!”
Challenge accepted.
If you’ve noticed my Saturday posts (the Disney ones) and the description at the top of my blog (avid Disney lover), you know I, well, like Disney. It turns out I also like writing…
And when you put the two together, wonderful things happen.
That’s exactly what’s happening today. A fellow Seton Hill WPFer posted the following in the program Facebook group last week.
Let it go, let it go,
Can't revise that anymore.
Let it go, let it go,
I'll never get on to page four.
I don't care what they're going to say
Revise on-
All first drafts kinda suck anyway.
*like*
If you don’t recognize this (for shame! *deep breaths* I’m okay), it’s from Disney’s newest animated feature, Frozen. It’s a play on the song Let It Go sung by Elsa, who is played by the wonderfully talented Idina Menzel. Having done some writer song parodies before (most notably Read My Novel, Maybe, a parody of Carly Rae Jepsen’s “Call Me Maybe”) I jumped at the opportunity to let my creativity loose on something other than my thesis. I dare say I had a bit too much fun, and I must thank Nikki Smith for inspiring the lyrics below. Follow her on Twitter @NikkiMSmith218. She’s pretty awesome!
Hit play and read, or sing, along with the song.
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Page glows white on the laptop tonight
Not a marking on the screen
At failing at creation
It looks like I’m the queen.
The Muse is howling “put these swirling words outside.”
Couldn’t get them down. Heaven knows I tried.
Don’t let them win.
Don’t let them see
The barricade that they’ve always been for me.
Conceal their zeal.
Don’t let them know.
Just let words flow.
Let it go. Let it go.
Can’t hold me back anymore
Let it go. Let it go.
I’m blasting past page four.
I don’t care
What the screen will say
Let the words rage on
All first drafts kinda suck anyway.
It’s funny how fast the words come
Once you pass the wall
And the fears that once controlled me
Can’t hold me back at all.
It’s time to see what I can do
To ram writer’s block and break through
Just write. Not wrong, no rules for me.
I’m free.
Let it go. Let it go.
The pages are flying by
Let it go. Let it go.
Don’t stop me cuz I’ll cry.
Write till “the end”
And I’m on my way
Let the words rage on
My fingers fly across the keys, the letters pound.
My soul is spiraling in sentence fragments all around.
And “the end” hits me like a million dollar blast.
I’m done. I can look back.
Revise what’s in the past.
Let it go. Let it go.
Let a novel now be born
Let it go. Let it go.
That writer’s block is gone.
Send it off
My crit partner’s way
Bring the feedback on
All first drafts kinda suck anyway.
-Find me on Twitter @desantismt
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