And what should I have done yesternight but compose a minute and a quarter of unaccompanied viola music which does, I think, possess a tenderly lyrical character. The second movement is off to a good start, and promises to obsess me this week in all good ways.
I've also found the old Finale file (from 2006) of the start I made on Tango in Boston, and some smart-aleck made the page-headers read, The Viola in Someone's Life. (This is going to work very nicely . . . all I need do is double the tempo, and I can use the whole sketch. . . on which I shall be able to improve quite nicely.)