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A welcome start to summer
Jun. 5th, 2011 10:43 amIt's been a good week for doing things. Wednesday night dancing had not one but two fiddlers - live music is always wonder to dance to. Really enjoyed the warm up music particularly, got my right into the dancing mood.
One of my shoes, though, now has a hole in the toe. I vaguely wonder if this inspired me to cut back a little on the dancing. Shoes really ought to last longer than that. One of the elder statesmen of the dancing world suggested that it was because I was pointing my toes too much...;) New pair over the summer then. Actually, my favourite pair of work/kicking about town shoes has a hole in it too...an expedition on Monday I think will be required.
The weather on Friday was gloriously beautiful. I spent the morning fretting and figuring out something over two stories I'm working on. I had this grand vision of two works with the same characters, but come Friday I realised that I was forcing square pegs into round holes; the shorter one, which I want to submit to this anthology of Hotel based erotica, I realised was really meant to be fairly sweet and tender, whereas this one on gunplay is definitely much darker (should have been bleeding obvious, really, theme considering...) Glad that I separated the two, because it was really making it difficult to write the gun one in particular.
After that though I took advantage of the weather (oh man I've never appreciated good weather until living in England) and went with some books to Jesus Green to while the hours before meeting K for dinner and long conversations about everything and anything. We have grand schemes for writing afoot, which I won't talk about just yet, but suffice to say we're both very excited about it.
Got some writing done yesterday, and then trotted out with housemate to meet up with others at Strawberry Fair. It's been a while since I've been to a similar event - probably since I left home. Realised while being there how much I liked them - markets selling all manner of hippy-ish and alternative clothes, carvings, t-shirts, hot food of all varieties. Housemate and I had a coconut each and drank the juice. A lot of music acts as well; wound up in the one dance tent and caught a very good singer/band in Alice Walker and the AlicebanD (see her profile here and here on MySpace.) She's has a great jazzy voice, music you can dance to, and wonderful lyrics. The tent heaved with sweat, cigarette and pot smoke, and wild atmosphere. Afterwards we ambled about some more, found food and drink, settled on the grass near another stage - and now I'm hunting for the details of the band who was playing there, cos they sounded like the sort of music you'd want playing if you were about to board a pirate ship and go ravaging the seas dramatically.
And now it's Sunday morning. Many things I must get done today.
Over here on DW, I've let my paid account here lapse, and rather parsed back what is on here in terms of writing matters. With the planned website approaching, I've decided to just make this a personal blog, and direct the writing promotion over there. Obviously I'll still ramble about writing things, but I'm going to not worry too much about how I should structure the journal and what not. Just a place to ramble is all it will be.
And I think that's enough rambling for one day.
One of my shoes, though, now has a hole in the toe. I vaguely wonder if this inspired me to cut back a little on the dancing. Shoes really ought to last longer than that. One of the elder statesmen of the dancing world suggested that it was because I was pointing my toes too much...;) New pair over the summer then. Actually, my favourite pair of work/kicking about town shoes has a hole in it too...an expedition on Monday I think will be required.
The weather on Friday was gloriously beautiful. I spent the morning fretting and figuring out something over two stories I'm working on. I had this grand vision of two works with the same characters, but come Friday I realised that I was forcing square pegs into round holes; the shorter one, which I want to submit to this anthology of Hotel based erotica, I realised was really meant to be fairly sweet and tender, whereas this one on gunplay is definitely much darker (should have been bleeding obvious, really, theme considering...) Glad that I separated the two, because it was really making it difficult to write the gun one in particular.
After that though I took advantage of the weather (oh man I've never appreciated good weather until living in England) and went with some books to Jesus Green to while the hours before meeting K for dinner and long conversations about everything and anything. We have grand schemes for writing afoot, which I won't talk about just yet, but suffice to say we're both very excited about it.
Got some writing done yesterday, and then trotted out with housemate to meet up with others at Strawberry Fair. It's been a while since I've been to a similar event - probably since I left home. Realised while being there how much I liked them - markets selling all manner of hippy-ish and alternative clothes, carvings, t-shirts, hot food of all varieties. Housemate and I had a coconut each and drank the juice. A lot of music acts as well; wound up in the one dance tent and caught a very good singer/band in Alice Walker and the AlicebanD (see her profile here and here on MySpace.) She's has a great jazzy voice, music you can dance to, and wonderful lyrics. The tent heaved with sweat, cigarette and pot smoke, and wild atmosphere. Afterwards we ambled about some more, found food and drink, settled on the grass near another stage - and now I'm hunting for the details of the band who was playing there, cos they sounded like the sort of music you'd want playing if you were about to board a pirate ship and go ravaging the seas dramatically.
And now it's Sunday morning. Many things I must get done today.
Over here on DW, I've let my paid account here lapse, and rather parsed back what is on here in terms of writing matters. With the planned website approaching, I've decided to just make this a personal blog, and direct the writing promotion over there. Obviously I'll still ramble about writing things, but I'm going to not worry too much about how I should structure the journal and what not. Just a place to ramble is all it will be.
And I think that's enough rambling for one day.
