Music & Writing

The Push Pull of Love

Within my novel I’ve been聽 attempting to show the universal experience of pain, regret, love and family. Suffice it to say, far too often聽 these topics tend to drudge up my own personal experience with these same issues.聽 Essentially, this is where I use my poetry as a cathartic process of releasing the things that weigh heavy on me.

So, in between my novel-writing I’ve been working on one particular poem that speaks of my own intimate experience with the push-pull of love, anger, longing and desire. Honestly, I’ve been having a lot of difficulty with it. My words have been feeling like a tangled web of hair, unable to comb through. This is where music often helps me…it puts me in the right mindset.

Pandora, my iTunes and CD collection are always on or within reach. I’ve even gone as far as using my Sound machineapp on my iPhone to use as I write. Depending on the particular scene I’m working on (hospital setting, outdoors in a park) I pick from the various sounds they offer. There I have a sampling of thunder storms, forest sounds, rain falling on a tin rooftop, traffic and distant train sounds. It may be a bit weird but for me it helps.

For my novel and this particular poem the song below is always looping in the foreground. I feel like the music embodies the idea of聽 leaving behind while moving ahead. You can almost sense the movement as you listen… well at least I do 馃檪

I hope you enjoy it.

“Untitled #4” (a.k.a. “Nj贸snav茅lin”)聽 -By Sigur R贸s
The song had a Hollywood debut in the movie ‘Vanilla Sky’ during the final scene.

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My Soundtrack To Falling In Love

Another late night writing session…Pandora is on and this song comes in my queue.

When I first heard this album ‘ComeFromHeaven‘ I was falling in love with the person I would then go on to be with for the next 13 years.聽 Alpha, Fiona Apple and a few others provided the soundtrack to 聽some of the best moments in my life. I hope you enjoy.

‘Sometime Later’ By- Alpha

Untitled

By: N. Guadalupe

Falling deep, falling hard
I鈥檓 losing all sense of me
This adult version of she

College educated, career oriented
I鈥檓 losing the jaded most part of me

This teen is falling deep and falling hard
Becoming the younger version of me

Filled with insecurities and exposed virginity
I鈥檓 losing sight of me

Na茂ve in the language of surface truths
Unrevealed and uncertainties she wades the deep

Watching the slow tempering of real and make-believe
These stiff brick walls remain unrelenting on me

I think I鈥檓 losing all of me

Put a Fire in My Belly

By: Natasha Guadalupe

Craving violence
No more complacent me
Understanding and peaceful talks has made this me

Put a fire in my belly
Fill it with the instability and unpredictability of it all

The feeling when first strapped to the chair
Heart racing with the clink, clang of the worn track
Gripping the bar as you anticipate the decent

Swooshhhhh
Down the windy slope, stopping midair, upside down, only to be whipped whipping around
Right-side up

Unforeseen curves,
The weight and push of the bends
Exhilarating!
Until the end

Creeping to the place where you began,
Unstrapped, released, and shaken
Left with only the echo of ride

My Body Betrayed Me

By Natasha Guadalupe

My body betrayed me
Of course not before my mind gave way to sentimentality
Independent thinker it is, although I never knew she was.

50,000 Words in 30 Days!!

Up until 4am last night/morning writing鈥..
Woke up at 12pm to start again.

Feeling like I鈥檓 about 4 weeks behind schedule and 9 hours too late. But I made it through the ugly NYC snow鈥. found a seat.. sipping a hot coco, and prepping for 聽NATIONAL NOVEL WRITING MONTH 聽聽聽http://www.nanowrimo.org/

-Beginning Nov 1st- November 30th

My hope is that this blog will be another tool to hold me accountable to something other than the sad looks I get from my dogs when I cop out of writing that day; but to also obtain some encouragement from seasoned professionals and newbies like me.

But above all, I want to share my experience as a new writer and soon to be author. Everywhere there are artists asking each other for advice and support in their field of work. Each guarding their “process” in creating and developing their craft but secretly wondering how others do it.

WHAT THE HELL….. being new I’m happy to share a little while hoping to gain some knowledge聽 as I make my way to the last word on the last page.


https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/music-always-helps-me-write/

Music is one of the most important things I love and need when I’m creating.聽 So I listen to a lot of it as I write.聽 I will share one or two songs as I am actively listening to them聽 in those moments.


https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/the-world-within-the-story/

I do a lot of research, and in doing so I find some really interesting things. So you see how I obtain the info I get while learning about some of my characters- I will post some of this information to the blog



https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/novel-snipets/

After long week of writing…IF, I find a passage from my novel that makes sense & is understandable I will share.


https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/me-in-action/

Because sometimes words are not enough


https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/si-me-ves-llorrar/

Essentially, this is where I use poetry as a cathartic process of releasing the things that weigh heavy on my chest and grip my heart


https://natashaguadalupe.wordpress.com/category/tools-of-the-trade/

Because we (writers/ artists) all could use a little help… I will post resources, links, NaNoWriMo info including grants and fellowships.


The Guilt I Feel

By: Natasha Guadalupe

The guilt weighed heavy on me
One of desire, the craving of love,
and the need for normal.

It pulsated hard through my veins and bled to my lips.
Now swelled and stained from each pull and tug.

Now aware.
How do you explain the guilt that you feel?

Detach, disconnected
not related to me.

The disrobing of my dress, and revealed face
how do you explain the guilt that you see?

Awakened.

Opened wide, ready to give and now receive
how do you explain the gentleness and desire in front of me?

Selfish

As the word 鈥淵es鈥 rose through me
how do you explain the things that you need?

All body and no mind.

Detached, disconnected
not related to me.