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“So I told my troubles to the river And I tossed them in the deep And I washed my hands in the river But the river brings more trouble to me” - Tom McRae, “Told my Troubles to the River” Told my troubles to the river, But it was wise and very clever, Kept running, leaving my words by the rocky side. Didn’t need me, didn’t care if I lived or died. It had drag its own weight through the mountains, Take what I could to keep going, Silt, sand, stone, or wood, whatever was In the way and wouldn’t just give in. So why tell my troubles to the river? Couldn’t help it, I was lost in its song. My lips moved without knowing. Trouble was the river just flowed on. River just flowed on. I should maybe throw myself in.

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So...as we’ve established, music is a big part of my creative process. And one of the more fun things that happened this time ‘round was that I ended up channeling my period-appropriate tunes obsession into a very weird little sidebar: In order to come up with a suitably enraging plot-point for Chapter Six of A Rope of Thorns, much of which takes place during someone’s post-wedding after-party, I wrote filk for my own narrative. And thus the scurrilously not-exactly-libelous ballad of Chess Pargeter, aka “The Red-Head Pistoleer”, was born. At Francesca Forrest’s suggestion, it should be sung to the tune of “Two Dimes and a Nickle”

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