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  • Have you ever wondered what happens when an irresistible force meets an immovable object? I can tell you. After four years, many prayers, tremendous strain, and the great grace of God, Evan begins courting Karoline…

  • Why haven't I heard more about UNCG? I really like this campus, the music building is lovely, and everyone I've spoken to has been friendly, knowledgeable, and competent.I'm sitting in the music library (a REAL music lib…

  • My recital made me so happy. It wasn't perfect, but it was a joy, and of the two, I'd rather have the joy. So many people contributed. My family put together the cheeriest recital reception I've ever seen (with lots of …

  • It feels SO nice to have a couple afternoon hours to do dishes and vacuum the carpet and take care of my flowers. An entire weekend would be luxury unimaginable. Unfortunately, I have a graduate audition in Greensboro to…

  • Recital Day.My dress is hanging by the closet. So strange. I remember Erin's recital dress hanging there last February, and Jamie's hanging there last October, and now it's my turn for a graduation recital. I'm suddenly …

  • I demonstrated a passage of thirty-second notes for my first piano student on Wednesday, and she walked out exclaiming "You're better than George Winston!" The front desk attendant then asked if somebody had been playing…

  • You know that Wodehouse quote about the gent who looked like one who, while chasing rainbows, had had one turn and bite him in the leg?I wonder if that feels anything like brewing a cup of jasmine tea and finding an ant …

  • My thirteen year old French piano student walked in with wet hair tonight, and, apparently inspired by her recent ablutions, tried out a new excuse. "I hate this Bach! It's so annoying! It gives me dandruff!"

  • I've never titled my posts, but if I titled this one, it would definitely be "I have the best friends in the world." I just got back in from Columbia, SC and my first graduate school audition, and it was probably the pl…

  • How often in Buies Creek, North Carolina, do you get to curl up in front of your window and watch the snowflakes pour down? It's beautiful.It always amazes me how silent the snow is.

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