Singing and Stabbing...

Finally, after weeks of postponed classes, I've resumed my solo singing instruction. 

I expected that I'd have to learn everything all over again, but for some reason, my voice just settled into the right place. Even my A-vowel, which used to slip into my throat. 

I even hit the high G without any issues. Which is amazing, given that a few weeks ago I had to stretch for it. 

So now I get to sing higher than before. Which is pretty cool. It's really interesting to see where my voice will go. So far neither me nor my instructor really knows. We'll see. 

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In the meantime, we're also back to writing the musical, so I have to start knocking together some lyrics soon. I'm really excited about the project, because the bits of it that we have are really starting to fall into place. 

Now it's just a question of dedication...

In related news, I decided to take up fencing again. A decision I can solely blame on the Olympics. There's just something about the sound of clashing blades that fires my blood. The only thing is that the classes I want to attend are about an hour away and classes happen at night. I'll take one class and see what's it's like at the end energy-wise. Hopefully I won't want to pass out at the end of the lesson. 

But I'll see that on Wednesday. 

What's news at your end of the world?