more scrittles

Today I finished up all the work I could possibly do - I've been really busy for at least three weeks - and tried to make a committed go at practicing again. I've been playing a bit, maybe an hour or so every few days, but with no structure, just playing through tonal arpeggios as my girlfriend reads, mainly. Today, with my day totally open, I set up a chair in the second bedroom, spent a long time getting my nails in good shape, and brought out a few books to work on. I ended up playing four or five hours, over three sessions...there is just so much to work on technically, with trying to play nylon-string the way I'm going about it, so many combinations of right- and left-hand rhythm. Right now I'm trying to bring my right pinky up to the level of the other fingers, and get the a-m-i (ring, middle, index) tremelo working smoother for playing lines, and explore the barely touched world of harmonics, and bring faux-flamenco rasguedos into different contexts, and develop the interesting possibilities of using an up-and-down thumbstroke to provide rhythmic counterpoint...et cetera. Then there's so much harmonically to work on too, with the fingers being able to play widely spread voicings, the possibilities are vast even just in triads. And the melodic minor and diminished scales are still relatively new...there is just so much. I've got a lot of composing and recording I want to do too, but I feel like I'm finally glimpsing the mountain on which I want to make my home, after working my whole life just to get to the base. So much work to be done; my only hope is that I don't lose a finger in some terrible accident for at least 20 years or so.