I inadvertently started a string quartet this morning during my toilette. Don’t know how that happened. I’ll keep you posted.
EVENING: I’ve played with it. It’s a fugue in a very Shostakovian (Shostakovichian?) vein. Now, let’s be honest: what do I know from fugue writing? Bupkis, that’s what. But thanks be to Finale, I can plug those subjects and countersubjects in where they need to go and just play with it. And now I’m pretty sure I know enough to fix any stasis in the music, i.e., tinker with it to make it sound like it’s going somewhere. So this may work.
I’m already applying my gleanings from Bernstein’s Norton Lectures to hear some of the patches of the middle of the movement. Maybe later next week. After the Christmas decorations are down.
Because why am I composing a string quartet when I should be working on the underscoring of the Epilogue for next Tuesday/Wednesday?