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Summer Song [Jul. 19th, 2011|01:45 pm]
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I wrote this as a song for 50/90, which is a really brilliant songmaking community that really deserves its own post.  I worked on the song a good  few days, only to realise that it really kinda stood on its own as a poem of sorts. I am no poet, but occasionlly even that doesn’t stop me.

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Reading Stories [Dec. 7th, 2010|04:09 pm]
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I have been reading. I curl up with my Scribner Anthology of Short Fiction. The stories are very good; Brokeback Mountain has always been my favourite. I flip through the book, find stories at random, eat and drink them. I suspect there are happy stories in the Scribner Anthology, but the ones I read are all sad.

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lawyer with an eloquent tongue [Jun. 5th, 2010|06:13 pm]
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Today was pretty awesome! Everything that was supposed to happen (mostly) did, there were no (significant) hiccups, and I feel a (huge) sense of accomplishment!

The last day we worked on the viddy was Thursday. Da and Jim were there, and we got all of the Judge and some of the Sheriff. Today, bright and early, we gathered to shoot the whole thing! I got up just about as Jim left his house, about an hour north of me. I wanted to have something sweet to reward everyone for helping me, so! Time to get the muffins into the oven! Jim arrived just about when they were done, though he said he wasn’t hungry. Hmph.

Pieka and her Person arrive a bit after one, and we began. I had a ’shooting script’ (my notes scribbled over a printout of the lyrics) that we worked from. We went outside, inside, in the laundry room…all over! Luckily, there were a lot of fortuitous locations right in or around my apartment building, with a bit of camera trickery.

I didn’t quite manage to make a laundry room look like an interrogation room, but we managed our best for all that.

Pieka’s boy, M., was a real trooper! Especially as – it turned out – he had ear infections in both ears. Poor lad. We shot about half the song, and everything that I needed both the Protagonist and the Sheriff for. M. was in too much ear-pain by then to continue, so we gave him medicine and sent him off, planning to resume and wrap-up shooting tomorrow. I’m a little nervous/sad to not just be done, especially as that leaves me all of (oh dear) two  days for editing, but ah well! He left with all the mini-muffins, which he said would comfort him muchly in his discomfort.

Jim went home soon after, and I sent to spraypainting my own outfit, which was not pleasant to breathe around! He will go and hang out with his Motorcycle Club, and next week we have a date to go with another friend to see Metropolis on the big screen. Eeee.

Below are some photos of my excellent ‘dramatic re-enactment’ actors, in their outfits for the viddy.

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and you could have it all [May. 13th, 2010|06:49 am]

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oh, you are a mucky kid [May. 8th, 2010|02:01 pm]

Mother’s day is tomorrow! The day when all of us remember those fantastic, horrifying, treacherous, baffling and unconditionally loving beasts we call our mums. Many people like to observe this day, many also like to send their mater a small gift or keepsake, to show appreciation for that whole birthin’ and raisin’ bit. Sadly, I hear a lot of my friends getting a bit baffled about what gift to send! Being the helpful sort of cat I am, I am sharing with you all this HANDY DANDY FLOWCHART that should help you figure out what to send your mum for this lovely holiday.

Let me know how it works out for you!

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#amwriting #twitfic “There was Discontent in Charlie’s Court. The De… [Apr. 20th, 2010|02:29 am]
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#amwriting #twitfic “There was Discontent in Charlie’s Court. The Debauchery had gone a Bit Sour. (The moral: puritans ruin everything)
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papa was a rodeo, mama was a rock&roll band [Apr. 18th, 2010|11:31 pm]
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Key to the ‘twitter pics’ riddle: the first two words are a homophone of a portmanteau. I thought it a good riddle with a chewy caramel heart in the middle that says ‘i love you’.

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Star won’t you tell me you’re comin’ home soon [Apr. 16th, 2010|12:27 am]
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You know how…when things you’re really really looking forward to don’t work out because of some stupid little mix-up? 

How it just ruins your whole day? 

Then not only are you sad because of the thing not working out, but also how stupid the whole situation is, and then ALSO because you aren’t having a good day anymore?

It’s like that.

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The Angel and the Soldier [Apr. 14th, 2010|11:58 pm]

“What is the greatest evil?” he asked her one night, an hour before grey dawn. She pressed her lips tight, her black eyes inspected him.

“To murder love.” she answered, voice even.

“Heaven take me.” He moaned, face against his leather gloves. “I have done so. You have touched my sin; just so.”

Avialle stood, golden chain clinking delicately on the stones behind her. She threaded her long, thin fingers into his hair, noting with muted shock the deep vein of jealousy that flared up at his words.

“You’ll spend every drop of your years trying to touch half of mine.” she said, to comfort him.

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you can read me anything [Apr. 14th, 2010|05:54 am]
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He was sure he hadn’t loved her the first time. No…the first time had been curiosity – the second, confirmation. The third, political, the fourth and fifth routine. Before long their trysts were almost dull, but by then he’d gotten comfortable. When he finally said he didn’t love her, it felt like a lie. It was that, more than the blow, that laid him flat.

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