“In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you…”

For the past three days, I’ve been trying to figure out why this song has been running through my head.

It first reared its head maybe a month or two ago. I chalked it up to nostalgia—although since 1982 was seventh grade in middle school for me, I have very little love left or lost for the place or the people from that time in my life. I’m not even a big Crosby, Stills, & Nash fan—admittedly, a fantastic group, but not one that captured my attention (as I recall, they were more up my friend Laura’s alley—she always had better musical tastes than mine, which leaned heavily toward bubble gum and pop).

Last night, though, I think I figured it out. It’s the beginning of the soundtrack for my next novel, the one I’m planning to write for my master’s thesis. To say anything of what it’s about would be premature, but it’s definitely not a literal interpretation of the song.

At the moment, it’s a soundtrack consisting of exactly one song, but I imagine that will change as time goes on….