I really liked it--dreamy and imaginative. I want to encourage you to do more of this. I am not much for fiction, because I don't have time for it, but if you write a novel, I'll probably read it. Be sure to do an audible version, because then I can listen while I create stuff. I prefer nonfiction, but I bet your fiction would have sufficient gravitas to attract a wide audience.
You should write an autobiography as well, but when you feel it's right, because you've had an interesting life. Have you read Ronda Chervin's "En Route to Eternity"? I really enjoyed that book. She wrote a sequel, too, that I got a free copy of it--which she sends to anyone who requests it. And also try reading C.S. Lewis's autobiography "Surprised by Joy" (which he wrote BEFORE meeting and marrying his American divorcee wife Joy Davidman. It was a case of life imitating art, and his "Inkling" friends teased him quite a bit about the "coincidence" of the title of his autobiography and then his meeting a marrying Joy Davidman, whom he only married to save her from being thrown out of England when she was on her deathbed from cancer. Then she went into remission, and Lewis and she had an ACTUAL marriage, which shocked him and everyone else. ) But I digress.
And you may think: oh, it's all been done, "Twinkle Twinke," etc., but I found your rendition enchanting and unique. I will buy it, but I want the hard-back version. I hope you do more of this.
I am enclosing 2 versions of the same song (to encourage you) that are so different that if I hadn't told you they were song, you'd say "those are not the same songs." So what's the point? Your illustrations of Twinkle Twinkle showed me another version of the poem I had never thought of. Really enchanting art. Do more of it.
So, the first rendition of "Don't You Worry Child" is by the original artists, who were DJs! DJ's (twin DJs). Can you believe it? The second version is by the Piano Guys with an Indian singer. The first song, toward the end, is like the end of the world with the parting of goats and sheeps, as seen from behind Christ's eyes (he parts the crowd with a toss of a hand). The second rendition, in my opinion, that Indian lady is singing about the passion of Christ, how He was dragged away, suffered (she gets upset), and then is resurrected (she gets happy). So, figure it out, because I can't see how those two songs are the same, but they are. And I hear her (the Indian, who doesn't speak Spanish presumably) singing in SPANISH occasionally, which surely is not the language she is singing, i.e., "Papacita" (little father) and "Mira" (in front of the Temple) ("Look").
Happy Easter! I had so much joy at Easter mass I became overcome at a certain point--it was the singing and the pastor had brought in a musician to join the others that played an electric violin, and that violin sent everyone into a swoon. I also got to see all the "babies on parade." (Such a treat.) The little ones were all well behaved, too, and happy.
First versoin (original artists, who are called Swedish Mafia House)) and second version by Piano Guys. I can tell you more later about them--they're Mormon (the pianist and the cello player), and the pianist's 21 (20?) year-old daughter Annie fell hiking solo off the side of a mountain in Utah. (She was an experienced hiker, but hiking alone--I don't know if hiking alone is a good idea. I don't think at 71 (or even younger) I'd try it.) But at the time of the recording, his daughter had not died.
I really liked it--dreamy and imaginative. I want to encourage you to do more of this. I am not much for fiction, because I don't have time for it, but if you write a novel, I'll probably read it. Be sure to do an audible version, because then I can listen while I create stuff. I prefer nonfiction, but I bet your fiction would have sufficient gravitas to attract a wide audience.
You should write an autobiography as well, but when you feel it's right, because you've had an interesting life. Have you read Ronda Chervin's "En Route to Eternity"? I really enjoyed that book. She wrote a sequel, too, that I got a free copy of it--which she sends to anyone who requests it. And also try reading C.S. Lewis's autobiography "Surprised by Joy" (which he wrote BEFORE meeting and marrying his American divorcee wife Joy Davidman. It was a case of life imitating art, and his "Inkling" friends teased him quite a bit about the "coincidence" of the title of his autobiography and then his meeting a marrying Joy Davidman, whom he only married to save her from being thrown out of England when she was on her deathbed from cancer. Then she went into remission, and Lewis and she had an ACTUAL marriage, which shocked him and everyone else. ) But I digress.
And you may think: oh, it's all been done, "Twinkle Twinke," etc., but I found your rendition enchanting and unique. I will buy it, but I want the hard-back version. I hope you do more of this.
I am enclosing 2 versions of the same song (to encourage you) that are so different that if I hadn't told you they were song, you'd say "those are not the same songs." So what's the point? Your illustrations of Twinkle Twinkle showed me another version of the poem I had never thought of. Really enchanting art. Do more of it.
So, the first rendition of "Don't You Worry Child" is by the original artists, who were DJs! DJ's (twin DJs). Can you believe it? The second version is by the Piano Guys with an Indian singer. The first song, toward the end, is like the end of the world with the parting of goats and sheeps, as seen from behind Christ's eyes (he parts the crowd with a toss of a hand). The second rendition, in my opinion, that Indian lady is singing about the passion of Christ, how He was dragged away, suffered (she gets upset), and then is resurrected (she gets happy). So, figure it out, because I can't see how those two songs are the same, but they are. And I hear her (the Indian, who doesn't speak Spanish presumably) singing in SPANISH occasionally, which surely is not the language she is singing, i.e., "Papacita" (little father) and "Mira" (in front of the Temple) ("Look").
Happy Easter! I had so much joy at Easter mass I became overcome at a certain point--it was the singing and the pastor had brought in a musician to join the others that played an electric violin, and that violin sent everyone into a swoon. I also got to see all the "babies on parade." (Such a treat.) The little ones were all well behaved, too, and happy.
First versoin (original artists, who are called Swedish Mafia House)) and second version by Piano Guys. I can tell you more later about them--they're Mormon (the pianist and the cello player), and the pianist's 21 (20?) year-old daughter Annie fell hiking solo off the side of a mountain in Utah. (She was an experienced hiker, but hiking alone--I don't know if hiking alone is a good idea. I don't think at 71 (or even younger) I'd try it.) But at the time of the recording, his daughter had not died.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1y6smkh6c-0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1gCulUDvALM