A dull moment? Never. At least, not this week.

Yesterday, I found out that in approximately two to three months, I will no longer have a job.

My company is lopping off 80% of its design operations, like a gangrenous leg. Only three design offices will be left in the nation (and one overseas). New York is not one of them. We're better off here than in other offices: all the other offices are closing on April 17th. At least we get a coupla months notice.

And they're being as nice as they can, considering. There will be a package, apparently.

I am fooling no one - it's not like I haven't been wishing this at the back of my brain for the past year. And now it's here. The careful planning starts now. Damn, I'm going to make this work.

I was in my apartment *smiling*. All morning.

I had a good meeting today. Mr. Producer played me some of his tracks, and some Beatles.

I've always resisted the Beatles. They're so ubiquitous that the anti-social in me has rejected them. But clearly, they were masterful craftsmen, maybe I should give them more of a look-in as I go collecting source material.

I did not have a song for Mr. Producer today. But, I happily plonked on the piano this morning, and came up with snippets that could be something. I feel myself easing into that groove, when my antennae are fully up and everything, I mean everything, could become a song.

I'm feeling pretty good. Nervous. Hopeful. Good.

j.

I have pianoed. A tad.

It's nearly 1pm.

I have pianoed. A tad.

I believe that everyone has an internal rhythm.

(I came to this realization sitting in a guitar for singer-songwriters class at the New School. Every time the teacher would play something, a random progression, anything, what he played implied a bossa nova beat. It was like he walked around with a bossa band in his head.

I started paying closer attention after that, and noticed that my favorite singer songwriters have a favorite rhythmic "area". This is not a bad thing, to have a rhythmic home base that one gravitates toward.)

My internal rhythm, at least as far as the piano is concerned, is slow and arpeggiated. My fingers want to play something pretty and tinkly. It would be nice to have more of a driving rhythmic sense. But, I'll settle for something that holds together in any way shape or form, for the moment. I managed to come up with a few bits that might be usable for something, but nothing I'm motivated to build a song around.

Maybe drums would be a better place to start?

Must fire up the computer and pull out the Upbeat & Aggressive Drums on Demand.

My last day of class was yesterday. It was a bit melancholy. I have a couple of new facebook friends from class, and a couple of people did ask about shows and such. That's good, I suppose.

What I really need is "Booth" story/revision due every 3 weeks. I'm going to see if I can put together a small writer's group from NaNo folks. I'd really like diving deep into someone's work.

j.