Just Keep Writing

And once again, I sit here blogging, writing a break-up song. Yes, this is tacky beyond all belief.  Borderline “Taylor Swift”y,. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know.  This is not my normal style. But I needed to finish this, and get it out of my system. Writing this song was remarkably therapeutic. It made me realize that I gave it my all. And I fought harder than I should have. But now  I have closure and I know it’s time to move on to bigger and better things.  It took longer than I expected to finish this, but it’s finally where I want it. I’ll record it at some point within the next week or so. Now that this is out of my system, I’m excited to pick up a pen and see where this crazy dream leads me next! Hap’ly Ever After (<<< Is that a Taylor Swift title, or what???) © 2013 Chelsey Sears Hard to believe, three days ago I wrote you a long love note My heart was burstin’ at the seams Three days ago, it’s hard to believe Just like that, you gave...

So in the past few days, I’ve been talking to another writer and we have decided to work on a song or two. Of course, I am very excited. But to tell the truth, I was also very nervous. He sent me some demos to listen to and they left me speechless. This guy is on a completely different level than I am, and I was terrified to send him any of my ideas. Every time I thought I had something that might work, I talked myself out of it. So I decided to challenge myself. I decided to try to write something completely out of the ordinary (for me). The idea I came up with was a super duper sappy love song. For everyone who reads my blog on a regular basis, you know that I don’t write love songs. I have only finished one love song called “Forever or Bust” (which I may post later today), and let’s just say that “Bust” was the more accurate description.  Well, I guess “Let The Storm Roll By”, the song I co-wrote with Layton James, who released it as a single, was a love song. But anyhow… So,...

Fly © 2013 Chelsey Sears He met me at the door, with a list a mile long It’s full of “honey do”s, and “honey don’t”s Yeah I’m always wrong, he’s always right  That’s his idea of compromise I’m thinkin’ I’ve about had enough I don’t know what this is, but it ain’t love So come on, Baby light the fuse Then step back and turn me loose Three, two, one, here comes your good-bye Oh honey, just like that I’ll just be a set of tire tracks At the end of your drive Yeah, now you can watch me fly Thought we were okay, yeah I admit I never dreamt we, would come to this But looking back, I’m startin’ to realize That this is a blessing in disguise So come on, Baby light the fuse Then step back and turn me loose Three, two, one, here comes your good-bye Oh honey, just like that I’ll just be a set of tire tracks At the end of your drive Yeah, now you can watch me fly So take your freedom, I’ll take mine And we’ll see who’s lone...