Faults, Scars, and Guitar Strings

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

"This is a country song," My manager said, "Are you sure about this?"

I nodded immediately, "It's perfect! I fell in love with this song while I was writing it. I need to release it!"

"You want to release a country album?"

"Yes! Country music is so... raw. It's raw and it's real and it's meaningful. This is the type of music that I need to release next. I didn't want to release music while in school but now that I wrote this I have to! I am too inspired to let this song sit in my journal until I am finished with school."

"If you're sure then we can do it."

"Really?" I smiled.

My manager smiled back at me, "This is your career, not mine."

"I can't wait to get started with this album!"

"What's your plan?" my manager asked. "With school going on it's going to be hard to juggle everything."

"It's fine," I told her, "I am going to write and record in my spare time. Hopefully the album is done by spring break or winter break that way I can travel and promote it."

"I don't want to see you become the next celebrity train wreck because you couldn't handle the pressure."

"I can handle it," I assured her, "I know I can. Now that my name is out there I don't want to disappear, but I want to finish school too. This is the way I have to do it. I have to at least try."

"Then I'll support you and I'll make sure you never become a train wreck."

I smiled, "Thank you."

"Now let's listen to this new song."

"Okay!" I smiled. I pulled out my guitar and tuned it before starting the song. It's called Love Would Be Easy.

One hand out the window
and the other one on your arm.
The radio blasting
and your laugh matched with mine.

You taught me love would be easy.
Kissing me outside my window.
We don't have to try.
Just dancing around my kitchen.

You taught me love would be easy,
Oh,
Kissing me outside my window.
We don't have to try,
Yeah, you taught me to love you.

Walking around the park
with your hand resting in mine.
Talking about your life
With our future in mind.

This seems so easy
Nothing can break us down.
You smile at me,
And I know we're thinking the same thing.

You taught me love would be easy,
Kissing me outside my window.
We don't have to try,
Just dancing around my kitchen.

You taught me love would be easy,
so easy,
Kissing me outside my window.
We don't have to try,
Yeah,
You taught me to love you,
And it was so easy.

My manager bobbed her head to the song and smiled, "I like it. It has a completely different sound than your other songs, but it's certainly good. You're vulnerable on a new level; your fans will love it."

"You think so?" I asked. "Because I don't want to seem like a pop singer trying to make it as a country artist; I want to be a country artist."

"I don't think anybody would think that Kayla. With a song like this, anybody could hear that you're serious about country music."

"Okay," I smiled, "Because I love this song."

"Speaking of the song, how are things are you new house?"