For The Love Of… Music: Be A Superstar In Your Own Car

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by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

Love music?

I do. I’ve been a music lover ever since I heard Don McLean croon American Pie out of my mom’s clock radio in 1972.  All kinds of music, anything that had good lyrics. I love story songs. Country, rock, alternative, R&B, pop, classical. I love it all. And I love to sing. I have a quick memory for songs and can sing old standards or new classics at the drop of a hat. I harmonize with Michael Buble, I belt it out with Adele, I get my twang on with Reba, and do my best quirky indie-pop imitation with Gotye. If I could have made some different choices in life I would be in L.A. working with Clive Davis or in Nashville at the Grand Ole Opry or in NYC on Broadway.

Retro-tytöt finnish singing group, photo courtesy of motopark, creative commons

Retro-tytöt finnish singing group, photo courtesy of motopark, creative commons

There’s only one problem.

I can’t sing.

Sure, physically, I can sing. I open my mouth and sounds come out. The fact these sounds are singing may be up for debate. It’s pretty bad. I’m not like many of the contestants on American Idol, who have somehow convinced themselves that despite being completely tone deaf or having the voice muscles of a mouse, that they are the next big thing. I have no delusions. I can’t sing.

But does that stop me from singing? No way. When I want to sing, I just go to my very own music studio. It has perfect acoustics, a basic mixing board to adjust the bass and treble, it’s even mobile. I sing in my car.

I’m sure you’ve seen me, driving around the streets of Tulsa. Sometimes my fingers are playing the steering wheel like a baby grand. My head is moving from side to side. And when I hit the high notes my mouth looks like a catfish on a trot line. You might see me, but I don’t see you. Because I’m in my music studio, where no one can hear me, no one can see me, and boy, do I sound great. I definitely need to tweet Alicia Keys and set up some time to jam.

I play it pretty cool here in the city, but when I get out on the highway, or even better, do some travelling, it’s all about the playlist. Did I pack my shoes, my underwear?

Who cares!

Do I have the right playlists?

There’s the driving karaoke playlist, the taste of folk playlist, the sentimental journey playlist, the spicy flavor playlist, and the red, white, and blue playlist. What did we do without Itunes? Oh yeah, spin that dial around until a singable song popped out. Playlists are definitely better. I can sing the same songs over and over and over.

Keeper Hubby loves that. He’s the only one privileged enough to be allowed to hear one of my concerts. I try not to overwhelm him with all my razzle dazzle. He knows that singing makes me happy, so he never complains, just endures. That’s why he’s a Keeper. 🙂 The majority of my car singing has no audience to cheer me on. It’s just me, singing at the top of my lungs, to an audience of me.

That’s okay, I hear the applause in my head. It’s always a standing ovation. Maybe I should re-think the whole American Idol thing. I could be a superstar.

As long as I don’t roll down the window.

Do you sing in the car? Any other interesting places you sing? Tell us about it.

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Dream A Story, Write A Book: Where Writing Ideas Come From

'The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of' John Anster Fitzgerald, 1858, public domain

‘The Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of’ John Anster Fitzgerald, 1858, public domain

by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

Do you ever wonder where great story ideas come from?

Some writers say they get ideas from their everyday life. Some rely on their ‘muse’ to inspire them. Others have had their writing ideas bubbling around in their grey matter for years.

Then there are our dreams.

The playground of our subconscious, dreams can be a fertile ground for writing ideas.

Some now-famous books that had their genesis in dreams include:

  • The Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer
  • The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
  • Misery by Stephen King, who dreamed the basis of the story while asleep on a plane

This month I had the pleasure of meeting novelist and screenwriter Delia Ephron. She spoke at a literary event here in Tulsa, then signed books afterwards. She was charming and insightful, and after telling her at the book table I was a yet-to-be published writer, enthusiastically supportive.

She shared in her talk how her latest novel The Lion Is In came about. Delia dreamed the story, even details of its setting in North Carolina, having never been there. Later, after her book was published, she went to North Carolina, and found certain spots she wrote about that appeared EXACTLY as she had pictured them in her dream. Eerie coincidence, or a gift of writing ‘sparks’ from the universe?

A statement Delia made in her talk resonated with me.

“If you’re a writer, all you really have is process, the rest is out of your control.” – Delia Ephron 

Sometimes I think as writers we worry about all those things that are out of our control (publishing, agents, rejections, sales, etc.) to the detriment of our creativity.

We need to keep the fear monsters at bay and stay open to those writing ‘sparks’, wherever they might appear. Be open to the process.

Writers are natural observers. We stand outside the circle, photographing life in our minds, attempting to make sense of it, turning it over and over in our hands like a smooth rock discovered in a stream. Be present in all the forms process may take. That includes our dreams.

How can we make sure we don’t miss a ‘spark’ that comes floating through our dream world?

  1. Be intentional about remembering your dreams. Think about the fact you want to remember your dreams, and even speak the words out loud: “I will remember any dreams I have tonight.” Sounds silly but saying to ourselves what we want to accomplish is a strong motivator for any goal we might have.
  2. Wake up slowly whenever possible. Take time for the dream world to penetrate into our consciousness.
  3. Keep a notebook bedside to capture any imagery or dream ‘stories’ that come to mind when waking.

Keep your mind and heart open to writing ‘sparks’ in your dreams.

I’ve only had one dream that I wrote about thus far. It was story-worthy because when I was twelve years old I dreamed that my best friend in the sixth grade was murdered, and woke the next day to find that she indeed had been murdered that weekend.

Talk about eerie.

Have you ever had a ‘story-worthy’ dream? Do you keep track of your dreams? Tell us about it in the comments.

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Write Anywhere #58

by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

Wow. It’s been a strange beginning to the new year. I spent the last 2+ weeks doing things I didn’t expect to be doing this year. I’ve been going to physical therapy three times a week to help treat a chronic medical condition. It’s hard work but slowly helping.

In the midst of all my appointments, one evening I heard a giant boom in my garage. Ends up the garage door spring split. Metal expanding and contracting in all the weather extremes is not good for garage door springs, it seems. My garage door stopped working. With my car inside. I couldn’t get it out for three days!

When I finally got the garage door repaired, I started feeling weird. By the next day, I knew I had the strep throat dear Keeper Hubby had two weeks before. Then it was off to the doctor for a diagnosis and antibiotics. The waiting room was filled with definite and probable flu cases. I was glad I had a flu shot but wishing I had a surgical mask, a necklace of garlic, and whatever else it takes to keep flu away. Fortunately my illness stopped at strep throat. I took care of Keeper Hubby while he was down for the count, and when he recovered he went to work out of town. I had to take care of myself for my bout with the sickness. That made the week seem more lonely. Don’t you just want somebody there when you’re sick, if not to take care of you, at least to feel sorry for you? 🙂

During that week spent in bed with juice and kleenex as well as the next, I wrote. A lot. I’m now the vice-president of my local writers’ group, which puts me in charge of acquiring speakers for our meetings. I want to do the best job so it’s been a whirlwind of meetings, phone calls, and emails networking with people to find great speakers. Lots of emails. Did I say a lot of emails?

Add to that a deadline to complete all the writing I wanted to submit to the state writing organization’s annual writing contest. This was my first year entering, and I entered eight categories. That meant eight separate pieces of work. I got behind because of the previously mentioned sickness, but I made it before the deadline. It was a lot of writing, revising, writing, and more revising crammed into just a few days. Total word count:14490.

Why give you my sob story report? Because sometimes when you’ve had a few weeks like this, you need a break to clear your mind. So for this week’s Write Anywhere, I didn’t do any writing at all. But it helped tremendously with my writing. Strange, huh?

Write Anywhere #58: Downtown

Downtown Tulsa, Oklahoma

Downtown Tulsa, Oklahoma

The weather has also been strange (nothing new about that) and mid-week the January temps decided to tease us with a little spring by rising to the 60’s. I rang up Artist Daughter and told her to grab her camera, because we were going downtown. I grabbed mine as well, and we spent the day snapping photos of the wonderful architecture.


Tulsa has a wonderful collection of Art Deco architecture from the oil boom of the early 20’s, and a sunny day and a good pair of walking shoes is all you need to enjoy it.

Buildings in Downtown Tulsa, Oklahoma 2013, photo by kristin nador

door of the Boston Building

door of the Boston Building

The Boston Building

320 South Boston Building, designed by architect George Winkler, completed in 1929. The top of the building was designed as a zeppelin mooring, and used for that purpose at least once.

on an abandoned building

on an abandoned building

Art Deco influence, Tulsa, Oklahoma 2013 photo by kristin nador

The Pythian Building, Tulsa, Oklahoma, on National Register of Historical Places

The Pythian Building, Tulsa, Oklahoma, on National Register of Historical Places

The Atlas Life Building, Tulsa, Oklahoma, built in 1922

The Atlas Life Building, Tulsa, Oklahoma, built in 1922

Can you spot the white marble Atlas at the top of the building?

Can you spot the white marble Atlas at the top of the building?

Boston Avenue United Methodist Church, Tulsa, Oklahoma, completed 1929

Boston Avenue United Methodist Church, Tulsa, Oklahoma, completed 1929

Art Deco influenced details of Boston Avenue U.M.C.

Art Deco influenced details of Boston Avenue U.M.C.

We walked block after block, spotting the Art Deco influences, and discovering treasures inside as well.

Lobby of the Philtower Building, designed by architect Edward Delk for oil tycoon Waite Phillips in 1928. An example of Neo-Gothic and Art Deco influenced design. Also an example of photo bombing by old guy.

Lobby of the Philtower Building, designed by architect Edward Delk for oil tycoon Waite Phillips in 1928. An example of Neo-Gothic and Art Deco influenced design. Also an example of photo bombing by old guy.

Original lobby marble and painted fresco of the Boston Building

Original lobby marble and painted fresco of the Boston Building

Detail of 320 South Boston Building lobby, construction completed 1929

Detail of 320 South Boston Building lobby, construction completed 1929

Some of the security guards were very accommodating, others didn’t appreciate our admiration and asked us to leave. Our final stop shot us full of adrenaline: we were told cameras and strangers are considered terrorist threats since 9/11 and fairly escorted out the door, a platoon of security guards scowling after us.

After an experience like that, one needs good food, and we walked over to the Blue Dome District to find some. And we did.

If you're ever in Tulsa, have lunch at the Dilly Deli in the Blue Dome District. It's yum!

If you’re ever in Tulsa, have lunch at the Dilly Deli in the Blue Dome District. It’s yum!


Artist Daughter and I talked about our experience, the buildings, and our photos over lunch. I got a bit of inspiration for a story idea I came up with last year but never did anything with. The story is set in the 1930’s, and I could see using some of these beautiful buildings as a backdrop to the plot. Oh, well, I tried to not write, but that’s what writers do. 🙂

Where did you write this week?

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7 No-Pressure Techniques To Keep The Pressure On Your Writing

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It’s a new year. A new slate. Time to make time for what you really want to do. Resolutions and bucket lists.

But will you really accomplish what you want to?

Statistics are against you: 45% of Americans make New Years Resolutions. Of that 45%, only 8% are successful.

My small critique group has decided to go against statistics and make productivity and accountability our focus for 2013. We’re trying to accomplish our goals together with a simple almost child-like method. Gold stars. Yes, those pretty little stickers you got for being good in grade school or getting your chores done at home.

We bought ourselves some pocket calendars and we’re keeping track of our writing in them. Nothing fancy. Wrote today. Wrote 400 words today. Wrote for 20 minutes today. Submit your work.

Then we show each other our calendars when we meet weekly and get more stickers and encouragement for whatever efforts we’ve made towards moving forward in our writing. If we hit bigger goals we might even get a Hello Kitty sticker. 🙂

Last year my goal was to read through the Bible in a year. A big year-long goal is usually not the kind of thing I’ll accomplish, just because of my perfectionistic tendencies. If I don’t follow the plan perfectly, I get frustrated too quickly and give up. I used two accountability and productivity tools to help me. YouVersion offers a daily email reminder for my bible reading, and I gave myself visual encouragement with a simple trick made famous by Jerry Seinfeld.

Take a calendar and each day that you complete the task you want to make a habit, you make an x in that calendar day. The next day when you complete the task, place another x and connect the two. The goal is to connect each x and make chains. The more chains, the more you are establishing your task and making it a habit. Seeing the chains across the calendar is surprisingly motivating. Habits give you the ability to reach your goals. Step by step. Here’s my calendar for my bible reading.

I did it!

I did it!

I got behind a few times, but marking it on the calendar helped me to not throw out what I’d already accomplished and keep going.

As writers we usually have plenty of writing-related goals: write consistently, finish that novel, submit more, build that platform.

What keeps us from accomplishing these worthy goals?

Busy life, overwhelming day jobs, crisis situations, perfectionistic attitudes, making our goals too big to start out with.

How can we overcome the age-old problem of starting out the year gung-ho, then slowly losing the momentum for it?

The key: incremental consistency

Small consistent steps can make big changes over time. Every writer can make writing a daily habit with simple techniques.

Here are 5 others you might try:

Use an ABC priority to-do list – Give you daily list an ABC designation. A-1, the first thing you need to accomplish, A-2, and so on. B’s are things you need to accomplish, but not necessarily right away. C’s are things you want to accomplish soon, but are not an urgent priority, you just don’t want to forget about them. Make sure your writing lands in the A’s.

Kitchen timer – Old-fashioned but it works. Set a timer for a certain amount of time and work on your writing goals only during that time. Try 15 minutes. You’d be surprised how much you can accomplish in only 15 minutes.

Do one thing at a time – Begin practicing intentionality. Do one thing at a time, until it is done. If your one thing is to write a page a day, do that until it is done, then move on to the next thing. Multi-tasking may be what’s in, but it’s not always what it most productive or gives the highest quality return.

Find a writing buddy – Having another person to be accountable to, commiserate with when there’s setbacks, and celebrate milestones can go a long way to helping to keep you on track with your writing goals. When you know you have to share what you’ve accomplished or not, is a good motivator

Strategic notebooks – Keep notebooks in strategic places to motivate you to fill them. Different sizes, different kinds, placed all around your home or workspace, in your purse. Whatever gives you an incentive: plain student theme books, pretty leather journals, writing phone apps. Don’t forget the pens, and happy writing!

What techniques do you use to help you focus on writing goals? What are your writing goals for 2013?

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Write Anywhere #57

by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

Have you ever had a moment when the spark to write or create something is so strong, but you just couldn’t do it? Sometimes life butts in line in front of what you want to do. Creativity is there, swirling around in your mind, but you have to physically do something else. Physically be somewhere else. At your day job. Interviewing for a new job. Serving as a room mother for your child’s class. Taking care of a sick loved one. Appearing at a non-negotiable family gathering. Showing up at appointments you must keep.

I’ve been having a lot of those moments lately, mostly of the appointment kind. They’ve been cutting into my Write Anywhere challenges for a while. It’s a bit frustrating. I have less choice in finding venues, because though I may be up to the challenge mentally, I am not up to it physically. This week I found a spot where I could let my imagination run wild, while my body had to stay put.

Write Anywhere #57: MRI Machine

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In an attempt to discover what is causing some of my physical ailments, my doctor decided an MRI would be helpful. I’ve never had an MRI before, but Keeper Hubby has, and assured me it was no big deal. The nurses and office personnel asked me over and over again if I was claustrophobic. Although I have plenty of phobias, being in a closed space is not one of them.

A woman who seemed more a young girl (I’m definitely getting old) escorted me to the room. She smiled and handed me a pair of disposable ear plugs.

“This is for the clicking sounds. They can be a little loud, but it’s nothing to worry about. Just the machine clicking. You won’t feel anything.”

She put a button in my hand, the kind you call for the nurse with in a hospital bed or try to win big money with on Wheel of Fortune.

“This is in case you need to come out. Just push it and I will bring you right out.”

I laid down on the bed of the machine. MRI fashion dictates comfortable clothing with no metal, so I wore loose gray yoga pants and a gray henley with extra long sleeves that allow for the thumbs to poke through the sleeve that partially covers the hands. The monochromatic gray made it look like a uniform.

As the bed slid silently into the tube, scenes from the movies Logan’s Run and Soylent Green popped into my head. I chuckled to myself and thought it’s a good thing they can’t read my mind with this, because I am a weirdo.

The woman’s disembodied voice echoed through the tube.

“This won’t take long. Try to relax but hold very still.”

I took a deep breath and let my muscles go limp. I was pretty relaxed; thought I might even take a cat nap. Then an alarm went off and I lost all semblance of relaxation. I jumped at the sound and stiffened. For about 20 seconds the alarm sounded, like a warning of imminent nuclear catastrophe on Fail-Safe.

The sound shook my entire being. It stopped and I took another deep breath, trying to re-establish my zen. Then I felt prickly tingles over different parts of my body. Wait a minute. They said I wouldn’t feel anything. What if something is going wrong? What if I’m being flooded with strange radioactive material? I could end up like The Incredible Hulk.

What if they are secretly implanting me with an alien pod? What if they snatch my body while I’m laying here and I don’t even know it?

The machine clicked at a steady beat, and I heard whispers. My arms ached from holding still. I started thinking maybe I need to push the button and get myself out of here.

The voice spoke again, calm and clear.

“Seven or eight more minutes and we’ll be done. Doing okay?”

“Sure, I’m fine,” I lied. More clicking, more whispers. I counted down the seven minutes in my head. Will I make it? 58, 59, 7 minutes and I hear the voice.

“All done.”

The tube ejected me into reality and my ears were ringing, even with the ear plugs. I sat up, dizzy. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” the smiling attendant asked.

I laughed at myself in the elevator and a short story idea starring the things my imagination came up with formed in my mind. When I got to the car I pulled out my trusty notebook and started scribbling while reminding myself to let up on the late night tv watching.

Where did you write this week? Please share in the comments.

Advice To Your Younger Self

inside Jin Mao Tower, Shanghai, China, image courtesy Dmitry Fironov

inside Jin Mao Tower, Shanghai, China, image courtesy Dmitry Fironov

by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

It’s 12-12-12, so in honor of strange happenings on unusual dates, let’s talk science fiction. Time travel to be specific. What if time travel was a reality?

Have you seen the movie Looper?

It’s an intriguing sci-fi story that explores the consequences of technology in the wrong hands. I also enjoyed all the actors in this film: Bruce Willis, Joseph Gordon-Levitt and especially Emily Blunt.

Although it has the common dystopian futuristic themes: a dark world full of bloody violence, wanton sex and drug use (oh wait, is that the future?) as well as a time travel element, the second half of the movie is not quite what you expect out of this type of film.

This movie makes you think. It makes you think about how children can be pushed down a path they didn’t have to go but for the decisions and actions of their parents. How important parents are in their children’s lives. How people can change and time changes them, and that the future is never set.

Future Joe goes through a lot to try and warn Present Joe about where his path is leading and how they will both pay for it in the end. I won’t spoil it for you, but if you can stomach bloody violence, foul language and a smidge of unnecessary nudity, it’s an intense story.

What it got me thinking about was what I would change about my past if I could, and if I could warn young me about the future, what I would say.

I would say:

Hey Younger Kristin,

Don’t waste your time, energy and self-worth trying to get the people who should accept you the most to accept you, because they can’t accept themselves. It’s not in them to accept you and love you like they should and that’s not your fault.

Keep reading everything you can get your hands on and keep learning. You are not a failure.

Trust your gut.

You look terrible in those purple dance tights and gray legwarmers. Just sayin.

Dentists aren’t all evil so let them look at your teeth.

You’re going to live past 25 so stop treating your body so badly.

Guys who always ask you for money, won’t introduce you to their friends, and tell you what ugly knees you have are guys that will never care about you, do matter how much they SAY they do.

This baby WILL grow up and do great things for God.

Life is hard just keep going because it gets better.

Money makes things easier but really doesn’t make things right.

Listen to older people. They know some good stuff even if they speak slowly.

He’s the best thing that will ever happen to you and you can trust him so say yes.

The financial adviser is an idiot. Buy the Apple stock.

God is.

Ms. Sweet is right. Keep writing.

Friends are family you choose for yourself. Choose well.

All the things you think are so important really aren’t. Important moments are like flowers that bloom, whither and the petals blow away in the wind. You will miss them if you blink. Be present.

Take more photos.


Older and Maybe Wiser (but mostly heavier) Kristin

I don’t think I would really change anything about my life because if I didn’t go through the things I did, I wouldn’t be the person I am, I wouldn’t have the strength I have. But maybe I would let myself get prepared. As in ‘Hey, some crap is going to hit the fan tomorrow, prepare yourself ‘.

For further inspiration:

Chuck Wendig shares entertaining and salty (what else – it’s Chuck Wendig!) advice to his younger self:  25 Things I’d Like To Say To My 18-Year-Old Self

What message(s) would you send to your younger self from your future self if you could? Share in the comments or if you’re inspired write a blog post and share a link.

Happy Little Trees: The Bob Ross Guide To Getting Your Creative Groove On

The North Side of Hook Mountain, Sanford Gifford, 1867, public domain

The North Side of Hook Mountain, Sanford Gifford, 1867, public domain

by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador

I ran into Bob Ross about 1990, while mothering three kiddos under the age of five. We spent a lot of time on Sesame Street, at The Electric Company and under the Reading Rainbow. In the midst of all our PBS intake, Bob Ross’s show “The Joy of Painting” was a happy little respite. I wasn’t a painter, but I loved watching the show. Bob’s soothing voice and lush enthusiasm for painting calmed my harried soul. I never did any painting, but I created masterpieces vicariously through Bob and his happy little trees.

Fast forward twenty-plus years when I ran into Bob again, on of all things, a YouTube video. Have you seen this?

It’s a lovely video that auto-tunes scenes from “The Joy of Painting”. But it’s actually more than that. It’s like a creative manifesto set to music:

I believe every day’s a good day when you paint

I believe it will bring a lot of good thoughts to your heart

There are no limits here

Start out by believing here (in your mind)

All you have to do is practice

This is your world

You’re the creator

Find freedom on this canvas

Believe that you can do it, cause you can do it


Let it flow

Think like water

We don’t make mistakes just happy accidents

You can do anything that you want to do, total power


You can apply what Bob says to writing or any creative pursuit.

Believe every day’s a good day when you write. All you have to do is practice. There are no limits. Relax. Let the words flow. The story is your world, you’re the creator. Find freedom on the page. Believe that you can do it, cause you can do it.

Go create worlds. Pursue your passion like Bob Ross did. You can do it.

Question: Do you have a creative manifesto? What phrases or mantras would you include? Share in the comments.

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Dave Brubeck and Creative Inspiration

The Painter Prince, Paul Salvator Goldengruen, 2007

The Painter Prince, Paul Salvator Goldengruen, 2007

Dave Brubeck died yesterday. If you’re a child of the 80’s or 90’s you may not recognize his name, but his signature tune Take Five evokes the smoky cool jazz clubs of the late fifties and sixties.

Brubeck was a highly accomplished musician who broke barriers with music. He experimented with time signatures that put an indelible stamp on jazz music. His was one of the first integrated bands in the 1950’s and he was active in the civil rights movement.

They said he couldn’t sell jazz, but his quartet recorded the first jazz album to sell a million copies. They said he couldn’t take jazz to the communist world, but he did, and gave those behind the Iron Curtain hope.

He wasn’t locked into a style or brand, and he composed classical orchestral pieces and religious music as well. He pursued his passion for 60+ years. He was still performing in his nineties. His was a well-lived creative life.

“Rhythm is an international language.” – Dave Brubeck

Enjoy this performance by The Dave Brubeck Quartet and let it stir you to pursue your creative passion, no matter where you are on the journey.