As the Music Plays #4

This is a series of posts about the music I play while writing.

The next on the play list is Gordon Lightfoot’s “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.”

I first heard this song when I was 16 and working in the kitchen of a convalescent hospital as a dishwasher.  It immediately resonated with me and the song became an instant favorite of mine.  It’s the story, the melancholy melody and the feeling the lyrics leave behind.  There is poetry that Lightfoot uses to stitch the story and images together.  Lines like, “In the rooms of her ice-water mansion,” and “The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound,” build not only the feeling of the song, but also the image of what it may have been like to be on the water that night when the Edmund Fitzgerald went down.

The song is based on a real event.  SS Edmund Fitzgerald was a freighter on the Great Lakes that hauled iron ore from the mines to the mills.  On the evening of November 10, 1975, the ship sank and all 29 on board died.  Lightfoot read a magazine article about the sinking and was inspired to write the song.

Lightfoot’s genus here is just telling the story and doing the music he does best.  His lyrics are simple, yet evocative and by the time the song ends the listener has a good idea what happened that night.  We feel the frustration of the searchers and grief of the families left behind.  Lightfoot did take a number of artistic liberties with some facts: We can’t really know what the cook said, the name of the church is wrong and it wasn’t an “old musty hall.”  Yet, his speculation on why the ship sank is in line with the best theories of why the Edmund Fitzgerald sank.

The exact cause of the sinking isn’t known, even to this day all we have are theories and contributing factors.  The Edmund Fitzgerald may have been overloaded for the weather conditions, navigation and communication equipment could have been better, possibly they should have waited a day before sailing and it’s possible that could have just been a rouge wave that broke the ship’s back.  We’ll never know.  Maritime rules on the Great Lakes were changed as a result of the sinking and today our GPS navigation, weather forecasting, tighter shipping regulations, and better communications equipment would likely prevent a sinking like the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Over the years, I’ve only heard the song on the radio a handful of times.  The full version is over six minutes long and radio stations don’t like to play anything that long as it reduces the time available for commercials.  With streaming music services, that’s not a problem anymore and the song is now on my play list as it helps create a contemplative mood in my head and triggers my story telling mind.

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Friday Wisdom – Quilting

Next week there is a quilt show in town and Heather and I are taking some classes there. This week we’ve been getting all our supplies and equipment ready to go so here’s everything I know about quilting:

I’m really hugging you to see if that fabric is wool or polyester.

I know a guy who writes songs about sewing machines – He’s a Singer-songwriter.

Sorry, but I don’t write many sewing jokes. I keep running out of material.

A little known fact: Christmas trees are bad at sewing. Yup, they keep dropping their needles.

If your block isn’t working right, turn it over — it might work left.

There’s something wrong with my sewing machine. Not sure what it is, but it just seams a little off.

Just hand over the seam ripper and slowly walk away …

Just know that when I give you a hug, I’m really checking to see if that fabric is wool or polyester.

My grandmother once told me, “as you sew so shall you rip.”

Did you know that Captain Picard of the Enterprise was an avid quilter? He was always saying, “Make it sew.”

I won’t say that quilts are superior to comforters – I refuse to make blanket statements.

One the quilters told us how she won a million dollars, but I suspect the story was fabricated.

I was going to tell you a joke about a blunt needle, but now it seems pointless.

Did you hear about the quilter who was also a standup comic? He left everyone in stitches.

I was embarrassed on the sewing forum website last night – I asked a question about embroidery on the wrong thread.

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As The Pizza Cooks – Episode 12

I’ve not been writing many posts lately.  I’ve been spending most of my writing time into the ekphrastic poetry class I took this spring.

But here I am without a poetry assignment this week and no major irrigation issues in the yard. Well, there is a minor irrigation issue as one of the zone valves was leaking, but a few dollars in parts, a little swearing, a scraped knuckle and that problem is fixed.

One of the things I noticed while doing my poetry class is how much time I spent actually messing around with the computer’s writing tools and getting completely lost. I’d write a draft poem and forget where I saved it or I’d do some free-writing for a poem idea and save it in the wrong folder.  The other thing I’d do is heavily revise a poem then decide I liked the original better, but I hadn’t saved a copy of the original so …

Well you get the idea.

I do love my computer for writing, even with its and my faults.  In fact, I likely couldn’t write if it wasn’t for computers and word-processing software.  My handwriting is so bad that even I can’t read it and spelling is a mystery to me.  If it wasn’t for spell check, I’d never get a sentence out on to the screen.  I’ve talked about this before here on the blog so won’t rehash all that.  Let’s just say that the computer gives me the tools to get words from my brain to my readers.

A few weeks ago I read Matthew Zapruder’s book, Story of a Poem, where he discussed the process of writing a large poem along with a bunch of other things.  It’s a good book and I recommend it.  One of things he mentioned was using a typewriter, yup an old fashion typewriter for writing his poetry drafts.  There’s a few advantages here.  Most poetry drafts are basically free writing and the lack of distractions is great for this kind of writing.  It is prone to type-os, but sometimes that misspelling or bad punctuation mark is just that thing to send your mind and the poem to a different place.  Also, you can’t just correct on the fly and if you want to revise the poem, you have to put in a new sheet of paper and start typing all over again.

Yes, kind of a pain, but you now have a copy of each version of the poem so if you wanted to go back to a better version or get back a line you really liked – well it’s there.  With most word processors this isn’t the default behavior and you’d have to make an extra effort to save each version of the poem.  Most of the time, I don’t make that effort and from time to time I lose really great lines and even whole drafts that I wish I still had.

I’m not ready to go out and buy a typewriter just yet.

I did discuss this book with a local writer who does all his drafts on a typewriter.  He suggested I look at the writing program Scrivener.  Now, I follow bloggers who use this software to write novels and other big projects, but I’ve never used it because I thought it wouldn’t be useful for small things like a poem.  My friend told me that Scrivener had a snapshot feature that would do what I wanted – easily make a copy of a version of something that I could recover or refer to.

So, I downloaded the trial version and took it for a test spin.

I like it.

I did my last poem of the class using Scrivener and found the writing process was easier than the four or five MS word docs or Apple pages windows I’d normally have open.  The snapshot feature worked well and helped me with revisions.  Other features I liked was being able to import research files and having split windows where I could quickly and easily view reference material while revising the poem.  Scrivener does a lot to help simplify writing workflow and keeping things organized.  It’s also simple to use.  One of the reasons I don’t like using new tools is the effort and time needed to learn how to use it.  Scrivener was fast to get to a basic level.  You can get lost in the weeds of its more advanced features, but the basics are a snap.

What sold me on using this more is a longer poetry collection I’m working on and the problems I have keeping track where I am and what still needs to be done.  Just as a test I imported my current work in progress and within an hour or so was able to setup labels, tags, subdivisions and other things that now give me a quick snapshot of what work is complete and what remains.

So cool.

Now I feel like I’ve got the project back under control and can spend more time writing and less time trying to remember where I was.

Sometimes you just need a new tool to get a job done.  It’s why I have four different kinds of hammers in my wood shop – sometimes you just need a bigger hammer to get the job done.

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Friday Wisdom – Writers

This week I finished my spring poetry class so natural I’m thinking about writing. Here’s everything I know about writers:

I have a friend who is a freelance writer. He’s recently made some great sales – His car, his house, a few clothes …

Did you know that proofreaders had to have blood type O ?

Most writers are always cold because they are surrounded by drafts.

What do you get when a writer has an approaching deadline? A clean house.

What do they call a poet who doesn’t follow the rules of sentence structure? A rebel without a clause.

What’s a writer’s favorite dinosaur? A Thesaurus.

Did you hear about the writer who wrote too many book? He got author-itis.

A writer friend of mine claims he spilled glue all over his book. That’s his story and he’s sticking to it.

My grandson said he wanted to be a fiction writer and asked what should study in college. I suggested journalism.

Not many people know this, but which state has the most writers? Pencil-vania.

Did you hear about the writer who was prosecuted for writing a short story? They gave him a long sentence.

I’ve always thought that gardeners would make great writers – they really know how to work a plot.

I have a pen that can write underwater. Turns out it can writes lots of other words too.

Never hire an escaped convict as a writer. They can never finish their sentences.

I’ve been sneezing a lot lately so I went to see my doctor. She said I have a bad case of allegories.

I failed writing a book with a pencil – it was pointless.

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