Maeve's song

A few weeks ago, I wrote¹ about the song that I was working on and had near enough completed; at least the arrangement was complete but there were no words. Since then, no ideas had come about words, but I finally found a source yesterday. I was reading (for the second time) 'The burning' by Jane Casey: this is the first book in a series about ambitious Detective Constable Maeve Kerrigan. 

A modern police procedural novel is as much about the detectives as it is about the murder. After all, where would Banks and Rebus be, if not for their music, their families, their loves and their losses? The books would be far less interesting without these. And so we are treated to no small amount of Kerrigan's private life, such that it is; a constable gets much less rest than a chief inspector.

Here's the passage (from chapter four) that fired my imagination, although to be fair, I didn't need to imagine very much; I only had to turn the passage into a pseudo-poem. At the moment there aren't very many rhymes, but no doubt these will get added as I revise the lyrics. As the song expresses her thoughts and not mine, I thought it best to name the song after her.

I woke up briefly when Ian came home. He stood in the doorway for a long moment, silhouetted against the light. I didn’t speak, but neither did he, and I didn’t know whether to be glad or sorry when his footsteps receded in the direction of the guest room. It was what I had wanted, but somehow not that either. What I really wanted was for things to be wonderful between us. What I wanted was the relationship we had once had. I didn’t want to give up on Ian. I had liked him, a lot. I still did. But he couldn’t understand why my job was so important to me, and I couldn’t understand why he needed to compete with it.

As for recording the song, it looks like I am going to transpose the song up a key so that I can sing the verses, then transpose my vocals down a key. Similarly, I may have to transpose the bridge down a key to let me sing the high notes. I'm not ready to record yet anyway, as I want to improve the lyrics.

Today is grand-daughter #1's ninth birthday.

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