Grief speaks. And, last week, it declared, 鈥淗ere I am, Mallory! I鈥檓 not going anywhere and this time, I cannot be ignored.鈥� 聽I had just returned to Seattle from the funeral of my paternal Grandmother, the last of my grandparents to see this side of Heaven. Nine months earlier, I had attended the funeral of […]
I used to be a violinist. I had wanted to play professionally with orchestras and small ensembles, perhaps doing movie soundtracks. Those are always the best pieces 鈥� the narrative lays the groundwork, but it鈥檚 the music that really conjures emotions in the audience.聽Requiem for a Dream聽 and聽Schindler鈥檚 List聽both rely on the intensity of a […]