Funny how I write. I have been trying to finish my unfinished song When the Kids Are Gone for a couple of weeks now. I thought I was writing She Works So Hard, but then suddenly some lines from the former song came into my head and wouldn’t leave me alone, and I thought I could just switch over, spend a few hours working the lines, and then get back to what I was doing.
But I just couldn’t get the last line to come. Actually, as it turned out, it was two lines that were thwarting me: the missing line, and the one before it that just had the most awful word at the end to rhyme with. I ended up writing the missing line, and that gave me the change for the line that preceded it.
Now, my usual method of working would have me sitting at my desk or the kitchen table poring over my thesaurus and the rhyming dictionary to come up with a bunch of combinations that might fit. But, every once in awhile, something happens, and When the Kids Are Gone just seems to be one of those songs. Having already written the chorus while driving to the laundromat (and now our washer is fixed—I hope that doesn’t kill my creativity), I filled in the final lines while watching my youngest son at basketball practice.
It was another one of those times when I thanked all the creative people who gave me my iPhone, and Evernote.
Now I can get back to work on She Works So Hard. And I hope it comes together soon, because I sort of wanted to give it to my wife as an extra Christmas present.