We’ve got the music…on my mom’s MP3 player

I’m sure anyone who’s read my blog and still has a beating heart knows I write to a soundtrack off my MP3 player. New book, new music. It’s Linda’s Law. And while I know some weirdos artists who prefer silence, I was glad to know I wasn’t the only weirdo artist who is inspired by music (even if we tune it out).

A couple weeks ago, my mom was complaining about her need for music kinda clashing with my dad’s TV viewing. I recommended she get a MP3 player and put all her CDs on it, then she could listen to her favorite songs.

Being the dutiful (cough) daughter I am, I looked up the device I had and found it for her at Best Buy. She and my father promptly piled into the car and went to the store only to find it was out of stock and had to be ordered. An hour later (and no receipt–see Mom I do listen when you talk) she was pretty sure it had been ordered and would arrive…sometime.

Garden of the Sea by my mother

Garden of the Sea by my mother

Time flew by as it does when you’re not watching the clock or undergoing a painful medical/dental procedure, and eventually the thing arrived. Naturally I was called to schedule a training session on the upcoming day of the week. Food was promised so along I went. My dear mother had plugged the MP3 player into the computer for a LONG time but the charge bar didn’t seem to move. I naturally checked and rechecked the connection. My youngest pulled the cover sticker off. Imagine our surprise to see it fully charged.

Then we began the process of ripping, burning, and syncing music from the CD to the MP3 player. Copious notes were made, edited, and rewritten. Pages were torn out, balled up and thrown…into the garbage.  Then I was allowed to go home.

Then I was asked to return.

Notes were edited, numbered, key words cited and underlined. But by George, she got it. Aside from a short glitch where the song was stuck on repeat (as opposed to the library), my mom is happily listening to her music on her headphones and my dad is yelling at her to stop singing he’s trying to watch TV.

And I have been granted access to her CD collection which has scads of Big Band Music and Blues artists (I’m looking at you Dinah Washington) to add to the four CDs I bought/received in December. A win-win situation.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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