Aaand I Broke It
One of the drags of having a high-tech studio is that the tech part can get it the way of the create part, which is what's happened.
Basically, I pushed my system to its limits and now I've got to spend some time fine-tuning it, upgrading a few bits of software here and there, and generally being a computer person instead of a music person. Nothing kills the muse faster than poking around in the Systems Preferences folder or downloading and installing software packages. So that's what I'll be doing instead of working on my tracks today. Grr and so on.
On the other hand: it's time to write a sex scene for the novel, which is always fun.
And, as a final note: when I first wrote the sentence above, my fingers typed "place side" instead of "other hand." I didn't notice until I proofed the post.
That's not a typo, that's some kind of minor neurological tic, a smaller version of not being able to recognize faces or thinking that your wife is a hat. Honestly, sometimes I really worry about my brain. Maybe it needs a new software package, too...
