Inside Roadie Poet: New Guy

When I first saw the prompt for this week's Sunday Scribblings, the weather was beautiful and I ached to be outside. Spring West of Mars is a touchy season. Warm one day, cold the next, rainy at any given second. You learn to take advantage of the good days.

 My original idea for the Language prompt was to write about how the ShapeShifter boys relate to music. How music is a language all its own. You know... it's almost getting to be cliched.

 I mulled it over some more and finally decided to write about Walter. He's the most keyed-in to the Earth and its changes (see The Approach of Spring for an example of what I mean), so I was thinking I'd let Walter talk about how he takes the language of the Earth and puts it into his music. 

 Last night, this scenario dawned on me. The language of the road crew. The terminology that belongs to a world that's unto itself. So I poked around one of my best roadie resources, Roadie.Net, sat down to write, and ...

 From ShapeShifter through Walter to Roadie Poet. Sometimes, the journey's every bit as interesting as the result.