Oh Horror, Horror, Horror

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A piercing screech shattered the silence of the quiet afternoon, setting my teeth on edge, like fingernails on a chalkboard.  My shoulders tensed, anticipating the next shriek.  It came, even more curdling than the first.  The blood drained from my face, puddling in my toes, anchoring me to the floor.  I wanted to run screaming from the room, but, somehow, I was mesmerized by the horror of that sound.  I had never heard anything so frightening in my life.

The howling persisted, becoming rhythmic now, repeating over and over and over, picking up speed, the beat angry and demanding:

Da da dum dum, da da dum dum
Da da dum dum dum dum dum dum

It was racing to a fever pitch, tortured into a frenzy.  My face contorted in agony, my mouth forming a silent circle as in Edvard Munch‘s The Scream.   Then a voice started shouting, pleading, begging, “Stop!  Stop! Make it stop!”  With horror I realized the voice was my own.  No, this was no dream.  No nightmare, except one of my own making.  When the pain became unbearable, I put down my violin.

After six years of neglect, my violin finally has its new Diamond e-string and I can begin playing again, thanks to my husband who took me to the violin shop Tuesday to have some repairs made and get my new string.  He’s been wanting me to go back to playing for a long time because he knows how much I enjoy it.  In fact, he is such a sweet honey, he prefers me to practice when he’s at work so I won’t be distracted.  Isn’t that thoughtful of him?

I wish it sounded as pretty as it looks.

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About Coming East

I am a writer, wife, mother, and grandmother who thinks you're never too old until you're dead. My inspiration is Grandma Moses who became a successful artist in her late 70's. If I don't do something pretty soon, though, I'll have to find someone older for inspiration.
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44 Responses to Oh Horror, Horror, Horror

  1. pattisj says:

    If ya’ll are getting together to start a band, I’ll come sing with you, get that show out of the shower once and for all! Oct. 31 would probably be a good date to start with that, um, noise. 😉

  2. Emily says:

    Ha! Ha! You totally fooled me! I remember the day I tried to play the cello again after, oh, ten years or so of neglect…so yeah, I get this horror. Have fun practicing!

    • Coming East says:

      Yea, Emily! Someone who truly gets how horrible those first notes are. My fingers still haven’t toughened up, so the pads of the fingers are sore and I’m not getting good pressure on the strings. Plus, my frog is cracked, so I can’t get good tension in my bow. Think I need to have it fixed. I’m sure that’s why I still sound horrible. Yea, that’s it. Must be it. Certainly couldn’t be my complete lack of talent! LOL

  3. Robin says:

    I love coming here to visit and read. Since I am not particularly good at commenting, I want you to know that. 🙂

    I took violin lessons when I was in the 4th and 5th grades. My mother decided I needed to take piano lessons instead.

    • Coming East says:

      I am reading between the lines, Robin, with your mother’s desire to have you switch to the piano. Thank you so much for telling me you like visiting my site. It does take a lot of time to write comments for every blog you read, so I’d rather you read and didn’t feel the need to comment. I get, on average, about 100 hits a day but only about 12 comments for each post (it shows more, but half of them are my responses), so I know many people read without commenting, and that’s fine with me. I just like that some people do read what I’ve taken the time to write. You should do a post on that!

  4. Your opener fooled me – I was expecting some horror story! You know, Halloween, trick-or-treat sort of thing, which is on the full-time mama’s mind these days.
    I am sure you are being super modest about your playing.

  5. Came to your site via Big Happy Nothing and what a great day to pick to stop by. Very funny ending indeed.

  6. E.C. says:

    I love this–> “In fact, he is such a sweet honey, he prefers me to practice when he’s at work so I won’t be distracted. Isn’t that thoughtful of him?” lol
    You are a treasure. Your talents and delightful sense of humor never fail to brighten my day.
    🙂

  7. You are so funny!! I miss you. : (

  8. Judith says:

    What a loving caring man you have for a husband. Cherish him Susan and keep playing that violin. I had to give it up when at school. The dog couldn’t stand the noise of my practising. 😀

  9. Shary Hover says:

    Forgot to ask… have you decided whether or not to do NaNoWriMo?

    • Coming East says:

      Yes, Shary, I did sign up for NaNoWriMo, but I don’t think I can do it because I’ll be gone for an entire week in November.

      • Shary Hover says:

        Me, too. But I’m going to give it a whirl anyway. Even if I don’t make it, I’ll still get LOTS done. I love how racing myself to the finish line turns off my inner critic.

      • Coming East says:

        Okay, Shary, maybe I’ll give it a go, too. Even if I get one solid week or two of pushing myself, it will mean I’ll have a good start on my writing.

      • pattisj says:

        I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year, my first attempt. November is a tough month, so much going on…

      • Coming East says:

        It is a tough month, Patti. I’m just going to do the best I can and see what happens. I have so many volunteer projects I’m also responsible for and am behind on, and it’s making me crazy because all I want to do is work on that novel.

  10. Shary Hover says:

    Love your Halloween post! I’m not fooled by your ending, though. I’m sure you play beautifully.

  11. You are very funny and I think you are way too modest. That e-string will be feeling right at home soon, I’m sure.

  12. winsomebella says:

    That is very pretty! And I bet it will be sounding beautiful very soon.

  13. You reeled us in with this one! Hook, line and sinker….no wait, screech, string and bow. Good one, CE. If I sat down at my long-ignored piano, we could make beautiful…er…some music together. LOL

  14. Heehee! That was an excellent beginning! I’m so hooked on horror stuff right now (completely obsessed with “American Horror Story” on FX Network) I was game for your opener. But please, please keep playing. You’ll knock the rust off and uncover something beautiful again. Good for the soul.

  15. Rebekah Everhart says:

    I was convinced it was Charlotte!

  16. Huffygirl says:

    Sounded like a Halloween story at first. Oh wait, I guess it was supposed to be 😉

  17. You are indeed a master story teller!!! But didn’t you say in an earlier post that you no longer had the calluses, necessary for playing the violin, on your fingers? I’m sure that’s your problem. 🙂

  18. Leah says:

    I’m so impressed you can play! Would love to hear it sometime. Maybe a vlog post!

  19. Hmm, good fiddle music is beautiful, bad is … yes, you described it perfectly! Enjoy! 😉

  20. Dor says:

    That is so funny!!!! You really built me up for the ultimate horrible ending!

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