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Oct. 15th, 2003 07:24 amReasons for being cheerful -
Firstly, on Saturday Paul bought The Matrix - Reloaded and we watched it, with a couple of bottles of wine, that night. It's a spectacular film - though a couple of times I thought "Enough of the fighting, let's have some PLOT!" I got a couple of very silly ideas from it to use in The Mattress and I hope I might be able to actually get on with it now - writer's block is a horrible thing!
Secondly, we have a new 'talking clock'. I know it's very old fashioned and outmoded but I like the talking clock - it's very...British to think that one might use the telephone to find out the time rather than actually asking someone. When I was very small I used to ring the clock when I got lonely. Aaaawww! Well, I was only about 18 months old. I also rang the operators and eventually they had to ask my mum to move the phone to a higher shelf where I couldn't reach it - rotten spoilsports! In those days the clock was a very cut glass female. Later it was a rather jolly sounding man and now - joy - it's a little girl from Renfrewshire with the softest most gorgeous Scots accent you ever heard. In another forty years they might be ready for a Londoner!
Thirdly, I have finally finished reading Fool's Fate by Robin Hobb, ninth book in a nine book series. I read the last few chapters in floods of tears - silly old bat - because, while I knew it couldn't possibly end happily for everyone I never thought it would be that desperate and, dare I say, yicky. No spoilers in case there are any Hobb fans who have not yet got their paws on it but eeeewww and aaaargh and words to that effect. Another word of warning, though, besides lay in plenty of tissues, I suggest that you work out for a few weeks before starting the read because the book's about the size of a breezeblock!
Much easier to read is Dissipation and Despair by A J Hall (aka![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ajhalluk of whom I am even further in awe since being told that she was a Brain of Britain contender) which is easy peasy to download as an ebook if you go to www.shoesforindustry.com. This is a sequel to Lust Over Pendle. If you haven't read Lust Over Pendle (also available as an ebook and on FA etc) stop reading my drivel and go and do it NOW. OK so it's Draco/Neville, so what? It's gorgeous! Read LoP then settle down and read Dissipation and Despair, slowly and carefully - it beats Draco/Ginny into a very tiny little cocked hat. The only thing that I found lacking in DD is Chris Camillieri, the delectable paparazzi from LoP but that - I promise you - is all. I'm plucking up the courage and brushing up my vocabulary to write a proper review for DD. Fan girly squealing is definitely inappropriate however much one might want to do it.
I'm sticking this next bit behind a cut because I can't see it being of general interest. I'm just a bit nervous and twitchy and upset about some recent personal developments and need a forum where I can blow off a bit of steam about them.
( Twitch, twitch, whinge!! )
Phew! That's better. Now to cheer myself up again I want to share one of my favourite limericks:
There were two ugly sisters from Fordham,
who went out for a walk 'til it bored 'em.
On the way back
A sex maniac
Jumped out from a bush and ignored 'em.
Firstly, on Saturday Paul bought The Matrix - Reloaded and we watched it, with a couple of bottles of wine, that night. It's a spectacular film - though a couple of times I thought "Enough of the fighting, let's have some PLOT!" I got a couple of very silly ideas from it to use in The Mattress and I hope I might be able to actually get on with it now - writer's block is a horrible thing!
Secondly, we have a new 'talking clock'. I know it's very old fashioned and outmoded but I like the talking clock - it's very...British to think that one might use the telephone to find out the time rather than actually asking someone. When I was very small I used to ring the clock when I got lonely. Aaaawww! Well, I was only about 18 months old. I also rang the operators and eventually they had to ask my mum to move the phone to a higher shelf where I couldn't reach it - rotten spoilsports! In those days the clock was a very cut glass female. Later it was a rather jolly sounding man and now - joy - it's a little girl from Renfrewshire with the softest most gorgeous Scots accent you ever heard. In another forty years they might be ready for a Londoner!
Thirdly, I have finally finished reading Fool's Fate by Robin Hobb, ninth book in a nine book series. I read the last few chapters in floods of tears - silly old bat - because, while I knew it couldn't possibly end happily for everyone I never thought it would be that desperate and, dare I say, yicky. No spoilers in case there are any Hobb fans who have not yet got their paws on it but eeeewww and aaaargh and words to that effect. Another word of warning, though, besides lay in plenty of tissues, I suggest that you work out for a few weeks before starting the read because the book's about the size of a breezeblock!
Much easier to read is Dissipation and Despair by A J Hall (aka
ajhalluk of whom I am even further in awe since being told that she was a Brain of Britain contender) which is easy peasy to download as an ebook if you go to www.shoesforindustry.com. This is a sequel to Lust Over Pendle. If you haven't read Lust Over Pendle (also available as an ebook and on FA etc) stop reading my drivel and go and do it NOW. OK so it's Draco/Neville, so what? It's gorgeous! Read LoP then settle down and read Dissipation and Despair, slowly and carefully - it beats Draco/Ginny into a very tiny little cocked hat. The only thing that I found lacking in DD is Chris Camillieri, the delectable paparazzi from LoP but that - I promise you - is all. I'm plucking up the courage and brushing up my vocabulary to write a proper review for DD. Fan girly squealing is definitely inappropriate however much one might want to do it.I'm sticking this next bit behind a cut because I can't see it being of general interest. I'm just a bit nervous and twitchy and upset about some recent personal developments and need a forum where I can blow off a bit of steam about them.
( Twitch, twitch, whinge!! )
Phew! That's better. Now to cheer myself up again I want to share one of my favourite limericks:
There were two ugly sisters from Fordham,
who went out for a walk 'til it bored 'em.
On the way back
A sex maniac
Jumped out from a bush and ignored 'em.