Moments like this...
Mar. 17th, 2001 09:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deathpixieSo here I am, sitting here with my banana bread toast and a glass of yummy local apple juice, it's Saturday morning and everything is cool and clean and fresh after the storm of last night. There's my new Rory McLeod CD on the player, and BRM's just left to visit his parents (a four hour drive) and retrieve his mountain bike. And, to parpahrase the Whitlams; "There's a lizard on my shoulder and there are stories in my head".
After I do the email and board thing, of course. ;)
We drove over to Yackandandah last night despite the appalling weather to see Rory McLeod perform as part of the Yack Folk Festival (lots of the place names around her are multisyllabic, so we always end up abbrieviating them for the sake of sanity) Dinner at the local pub was very good, although a bit rushed - the show started at 8.30, and food didn't arrive until 8.15! Yack's a nice little place, just the main street really, with two cute little gold rush era pubs (around the mid-1800's) and lots of "Olde Worlde Shoppe" antique places aimed at the tourists. The bakery does damn fine coffee, too, just the thing after riding up the accursed hill to the place. ;)
Rory is a legend. He's not a folk muscician per se, more like a storyteller who happens to use music. And you can hear the influence of his travels - he's been all over the place, and there's everything from Celtic to South American influences. And he provides his own percussion with a raised board and his feet! He played until midnight, and only stopped because the kids and the older people were falling asleep. ;)
One thing I noticed - it's hard to listen to love songs when sitting next to your ex. Around us people were smiling at each other, nodding and holding hands or hugging, but I'm sitting there with tears in my eyes. He has a song called "London Kisses", about a young couple walking aroud London and well... kissing. And I realised that kisses for me are going to be few and far between, at least for a while. I doubt I'm going to meet anyone up here - there's a fairly high bogan element - and it's a bit like being cut off in the midst of a raging drug habit. One minute the supply's there, whenever you want it, the next it's gone.
*shakes self sternly*
I'm not going to make myself miserable, not when I started off in such a good mood.
Two more reviews for "Afraid of the Dark" on FF.net: kudos to my posting team. It more than makes up for that creepy Bud person - I can't even delete his reviews, which is a bit annoying, because everytime I check "Fish Out Of Water", I have to read his slime. *brr* I complained, but I don't expect anything to come of it. Freedom of speech and all that - what about my freedom to not have to put up with creeps like that? I doubt he even reads the stories, just writes smut based on the title. But other people are reading, and liking my stuff, and I guess that's what counts.
Talking with BRM yesterday afternoon, he gave me another perspective for "Flagstaff" (which reminds me, another to add to the "To Do" list. I'm glad he's beginning to take my writing seriously - actually reading it may have helped! - because he is good to bounce ideas off. And he's a good editor, at least for the non-fic stuff. That makes three original stories in progress; I don't count "God's Local", since that doesn't seem to be going anywhere much at the moment. Now I just have to finish something! Curse you interestign Net people!
*laughs* "When Mum And Dad Made Me" is the song that just came on; a nice happy song to leave on. *dances away*
After I do the email and board thing, of course. ;)
We drove over to Yackandandah last night despite the appalling weather to see Rory McLeod perform as part of the Yack Folk Festival (lots of the place names around her are multisyllabic, so we always end up abbrieviating them for the sake of sanity) Dinner at the local pub was very good, although a bit rushed - the show started at 8.30, and food didn't arrive until 8.15! Yack's a nice little place, just the main street really, with two cute little gold rush era pubs (around the mid-1800's) and lots of "Olde Worlde Shoppe" antique places aimed at the tourists. The bakery does damn fine coffee, too, just the thing after riding up the accursed hill to the place. ;)
Rory is a legend. He's not a folk muscician per se, more like a storyteller who happens to use music. And you can hear the influence of his travels - he's been all over the place, and there's everything from Celtic to South American influences. And he provides his own percussion with a raised board and his feet! He played until midnight, and only stopped because the kids and the older people were falling asleep. ;)
One thing I noticed - it's hard to listen to love songs when sitting next to your ex. Around us people were smiling at each other, nodding and holding hands or hugging, but I'm sitting there with tears in my eyes. He has a song called "London Kisses", about a young couple walking aroud London and well... kissing. And I realised that kisses for me are going to be few and far between, at least for a while. I doubt I'm going to meet anyone up here - there's a fairly high bogan element - and it's a bit like being cut off in the midst of a raging drug habit. One minute the supply's there, whenever you want it, the next it's gone.
*shakes self sternly*
I'm not going to make myself miserable, not when I started off in such a good mood.
Two more reviews for "Afraid of the Dark" on FF.net: kudos to my posting team. It more than makes up for that creepy Bud person - I can't even delete his reviews, which is a bit annoying, because everytime I check "Fish Out Of Water", I have to read his slime. *brr* I complained, but I don't expect anything to come of it. Freedom of speech and all that - what about my freedom to not have to put up with creeps like that? I doubt he even reads the stories, just writes smut based on the title. But other people are reading, and liking my stuff, and I guess that's what counts.
Talking with BRM yesterday afternoon, he gave me another perspective for "Flagstaff" (which reminds me, another to add to the "To Do" list. I'm glad he's beginning to take my writing seriously - actually reading it may have helped! - because he is good to bounce ideas off. And he's a good editor, at least for the non-fic stuff. That makes three original stories in progress; I don't count "God's Local", since that doesn't seem to be going anywhere much at the moment. Now I just have to finish something! Curse you interestign Net people!
*laughs* "When Mum And Dad Made Me" is the song that just came on; a nice happy song to leave on. *dances away*
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The Bud?
Date: 2001-03-16 05:16 pm (UTC)Well.. at least I am in good company, it seems.
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