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Writing, nice poly moments
Mar. 21st, 2003 10:20 pmFive hundred words. That's almost like progress. In a very real sense, the way it came about was that while I was out getting more canned cat food to give Raphael's cat Minou his Tapazole in, Eric called, and finding me out, talked to David. The first I knew of this was when I got back with my cat food and stopped in the basement to say hello. David gave me a hug and remarked, "Eric says you should work on your book."
When they gang up on you there isn't much you can do. That and some cathartic conversation with Eric, who is now safely home, did indeed produce five hundred words.
It's shaping up to be a busy weekend. David and Lydy and Eric and I are going to see "The Grand Duke" courtesy of the Gilbert and Sullivan Very Light Opera Company. First dinner, then the opera; then I go home with Eric, just as if things were all normal and accustomed rather than all over the map and up in the air. We might even get to go out for breakfast. And we have a birthday celebration to go to in the evening.
Raphael and I watched the last episode of "Farscape." A kind of spoiler follows. Duck now. It ends, "To be Continued." We exclaimed a great deal.
I'm reading a book that Daedala lent me some time ago now -- or maybe she gave it to me; I get confused easily. Cupid's Mistake. I don't see why it should work, it has an absurd premise, but it's charmingly done and anyway my favorite character has red hair, so how can I cavil?
It's gray and damp and rather sharp out, but there is enormous promise in all the outlines of things, trees, mud, grass, sky. As long as you live here, and avoid hearing the news.
Pamela
When they gang up on you there isn't much you can do. That and some cathartic conversation with Eric, who is now safely home, did indeed produce five hundred words.
It's shaping up to be a busy weekend. David and Lydy and Eric and I are going to see "The Grand Duke" courtesy of the Gilbert and Sullivan Very Light Opera Company. First dinner, then the opera; then I go home with Eric, just as if things were all normal and accustomed rather than all over the map and up in the air. We might even get to go out for breakfast. And we have a birthday celebration to go to in the evening.
Raphael and I watched the last episode of "Farscape." A kind of spoiler follows. Duck now. It ends, "To be Continued." We exclaimed a great deal.
I'm reading a book that Daedala lent me some time ago now -- or maybe she gave it to me; I get confused easily. Cupid's Mistake. I don't see why it should work, it has an absurd premise, but it's charmingly done and anyway my favorite character has red hair, so how can I cavil?
It's gray and damp and rather sharp out, but there is enormous promise in all the outlines of things, trees, mud, grass, sky. As long as you live here, and avoid hearing the news.
Pamela
