The Blog I Do Not Write

I have no shortage of ideas for The Blog I Do Not Write, and several drafts.

I’m currently not writing about the Granny Archive, a vast collection of sheet music that my grandmother collected, bound, catalogued, played and taught over the course of half a century. It began with Volume 1 of the Beethoven Sonatas, her first wedding anniversary present in 1926. I’m not writing about the very personal significance to me of the key of B-flat major, or about my discovery of a hidden story of the Durham miners’ strike in the 1890s embedded in a piece of music written the 1980s. Nor am I writing about the use of the ‘pivot’ when changing key in music and its equivalent in children’s literature; about Schumann and Adele (there is a connection!); or about concert manners; the gift that (Uncle) Tommy Fielden gave my grandparents; RSI and the brutality of perfection; or how I teach the Circle of Fifths to very young children, inspired by one of Milan Kundera’s breaks in the fourth wall in The Book of Laughter and Forgetting. But I hope to do so.