Gudvangen, Home Away from Home

I can’t emphasize how much I feel myself come back to center, whenever I come to this village, and to my friends. Perhaps some of these photos will show why

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The Next Chapter

There has been a lot of myself, and my connection to this world, that I have witnessed over the last two years. Some beliefs have been reinforced, but some new roots have taken hold in growing ideas, wishes. I feel like I know what I must do next, but I will have to work hard to get there.

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My small ventures into orchestral compositions

So, I have been playing around with some amazing software from East/West via Composer Cloud. It is rather fantastic, and I have barely scratched the surface. I wanted to share the few short items I’ve managed to put together so far.

So this one was one that I experimented with today. It was just a matter of learning how to set up the software to receive the different MIDI channels so I could push notes in a specific way into the software. I could have a few items loaded in the VST, such as an expressive violin note and a legato violin note. I assign them to channels 1 & 2 respectively, and then the player handles ensuring it is handled properly depending on what notes come in via what channel.

This one was one of my bigger attempts to get that classical movie score sound into a little soundclip. Lots of different instruments being used here, like tubas, oboes and snares with timpani drums. The feel for this was envisioning a spaghetti western intro, where the cowboy is riding up towards the camera in a rather desolate background. When the music opens up, I thought of the camera panning with the cowboy in sight riding into a beautiful mountain pass or bustling city.

I loaded up a sound library for a Steinway grand piano in a hall, and just played around with chords. I am not a proficient piano player, but I also wanted to use this as an opportunity to learn a few chords and just enjoy that sound library.

This was the result of me first playing around with a single sound library, changing up the velocity and learning how note placement can change how it can sound rather artificial into something a little bit more natural sounding. Small progress between the first one and this one, but progress nonetheless!

Rape Recant Should Not Result in Jail

Having such a rule in place would hurt both the person falsely accused of rape and the person who wishes to come clean of their accusation. Read more

Imagine a struggling woman

Imagine a woman who worked at a fast food place while going to school to get a better education. She works nights, educates during the day and then comes home to a small trailer. She doesn’t get to eat much, and her downtime consists of things like laundry and cooking. She makes around $24,000 a year at one point, and is trying to make ends meet.

Now imagine she has two sons.
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She is a myth that I have to believe in


There is a sense of trepidation whenever I reach a crossroads at my life, but usually I have some form of control over which road I choose. This week, that is hardly the case.

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A Demon Stopped By My Apartment

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” the demon said, coming into my door. “I’ve been stopping by for quite some time. I didn’t think you’d let me in.”

I eyed him quietly. He looked like someone I wouldn’t trust, someone that’d hold me back. But he looked normal. Looked like I would pass him on the street. He was wearing a button up shirt and some denim jeans and dress shoes. A bit upscale, but still casual. Business casual.

“Care for a drink?” I said, gesturing him inside and closing the door behind him. I pointed towards the sofa, inviting him in. His eyebrows rose, surprised at the hospitality.

“Sure,” he said. “Mead?”

“Of course,” I said. “I always treat my guests with the best of what I have. It is my hospitality.” Read more

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The Change

I am writing this as my flight goes over the snow-topped San Francisco Peaks that belong to Flagstaff. But my writing was delayed because I just passed over the tri-city area, and it took me a minute to realize that I was looking at the majority of my life from miles up in the sky, all summarized in a small area. Read more

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