WRITING... my passion all het up got me back to WRITING AGAIN... Yeah! Back to memoirs! (Not an autobiography; a memoir. An autobiography is (supposedly, though most authors pick and mix the truth to a shameful degree (I get the impression) a tale of one's entire life from birth to the point of writing. Mine being a drug memoir races through childhood and adolescence to my first encounter with drugs and yarns the tale from there.) My only departure from "truth" in the strictest sense comes by my renaming all my friends (as I do here: do you really think I know someone called "Laundretta"~??!?) and the necessity to briefen many secondary incidents in the interest of keeping the flow. All this and well over 100 pages handwritten (that has to be at least 25,000 words) and STILL I've not come to heroinsville! The story is "told with warmth and wit": I hope a reviewer will be able to say. And humour. Nobody wants a tale of misery from beginning to end and mine certainly isn't...I did about TWO WHOLE PAGES last night... slept and was so whacked out I dozed all the way through my favourite radio show: Vanessa's programme on BBC London. Great literature is exhausting!
OK there's little other news. Except that I put in my red fireglow light last night. Within five minutes Bashful, my first gremlin emerged from the lightbulb box where they now sleep. Twenty minutes later saw Itchy make an appearance. Pinging all over the shot (or is it shop?) and gnawing on yellow pepper pumblechooks (y'know: the inside bits with stalk and seeds)... and at longest last Spherical stuck her moose-head outside: plaque-on-wall-style (which always looks hilarious) and lumbered out. Did a wee. Got on wheel and thundered ever onwards throwing the other two roborovskis off in varying directions; occasionally keeping one snaggled on flashing Daz-white undercarriage round and round and round. Spherical, being, well: almost Spherical and twice as heavy as Itchy is top peck. And what Spherical says in roboland GOES!
Happy Confectionary Monday to y'all!
Video: Duck Raids Campsite
28 comments:
I would pick up the pace to five pages a day.
Though, as the adage goes, if you write one page a day, by a year you have a 365-page book.
Believe it or not I know a "Laundretta". I know you're jealous! Bwaa haaaa
You mean there is no-one called Laundretta? ;)
I'm very impressed with your progress and intention.
I liked the duck video. We were camping once when, in the middle of the night, I heard a big commotion. I peeked out of the tent to see a raccoon, prying apart my tupperware containers in an effort to get at the contents. I learned that raccoons can get a little nasty.
Good work on the memoirs gled...keep at it. I'll be the first to buy a copy.
ZENWIZZ: 5 pages is I think the most I have done on my present volume... probably 10 pages the most on volumes past! I get what you're saying tho: good advice; ta!
PATTI: you are KIDDING me... you know a female human being named LAUNDRETTA..? Where? & who IS she???...???!!?? C'mon DO TELL!!! ;->...
AKELAMALU: no! except Patti says she does know one! I'd love to know who...!!
TUTTUT: cheers!!!
DEBS: my tubberovskis look a bit like raccoons: faces not black marked out in white but dunn and white... yeah: pretty raccoonish. or gremlinish; as you wish¬!!!
writing can be relaxing
Each time I saw a duck at a campsite...we called it dinner. hehehe.
I liked the C'est La Vie song. I've heard it before. it's cool.
Nice blog.
Gledwood...what's confectionary Monday? Is it a holiday?
ciao babes.
Ciao, Gleds and happy-what-remains-of-Easter. I'm sure a publisher will discover your memoir soon!
Well done on the writing! If you can use it as a motivator, or even keep a record of the word count, you might find it very encouraging. I'm trying to do the same, though I'm writing fiction.
Ropi: definitely!
SZJ: that C'est La Vie song sounds so European to me I was surprised everyone who mentioned it comes from America!
No Confectionary Monday... well yes! It's Easter Monday... I was only referring to the Easter Eggs... but cannot remember what day you're meant to unwrap and scoff 'em down on... maybe it's Confectionary Sunday...
Welshcakes: cheers! & I hope so!!
Clea: ta! I used to do that but then the word count became a little oppressive: something to try and beat. The best I've ever done is about 5000 in a day but usually I'd do about 500 these days I expect ~!! Good luck with the nov!
Sounds like a grand idea for a book so far! You must keep writing about it and talking to everyone about your writing. Someone is bound to pick it up and publish it for you.
Loving the Specials. It reminds me of another time when Ska influenced music was fresh to me. I have to get some Specials now so I can indulge myself in that feeling again. Thanx!
Nicole: certainly bloody hope so!
Jim: I never knew what ska really was till someone told me that record was it (sad but true: boo-hoo!)
Back again and no Tuesday post yet. I'll check later Toodles!
Writing spurts come and go don't they...
I love finding out about these hamster antics. I have one, (a hamster ;o)Bruce, named after The Boss and he is a bit too fat to hit the wheel with any well-meaning spirit!
Ok, to the music...
The Specials got to Number one for 3 weeks in 1981. I can remember those 2 Tone vynals! I seem to remember it was a song that perfectly reflected that period of time. The riots were raging in Britain if you remember.
Reading about Laundretta made me remember the Lambrrettas... Poison Ivy! You've taken me down memory lane!
Just as it is taking time to get out of heroinsville, it took time getting there, and that part is very important.
I just love the word ... 'memoir'...
Keep at it!
Set a goal for yourself, and then give yourself a reward after you reach the goal.
Like, rent a porn DVD with Jesse Jane in it and don't let yourself watch it until you do five pages.
(Caveat--all this "great advice" comes from a failed novelist.)
Set a goal for yourself, and then give yourself a reward after you reach the goal.
Like, rent a porn DVD with Jesse Jane in it and don't let yourself watch it until you do five pages.
(Caveat--all this "great advice" comes from a failed novelist.)
When you really have bad writer's block, rent a porn DVD with Jesse Jane in it--and then do a hit of Cialis--and THEN don't let yourself watch it until you do five pages.
Before you know it, we will all be watching Oprah disown you on television!
Ghost Town is about Coventry, ast that point in time.
It still is a dump.
One I have to regularly frequent, because a best mate of mine lives there.
I would love to read your memoir. Somehow I think you have a lot to say.
That duck video is the cutest thing I have ever seen.
All hail the mighty Spherical unless you want to be a flattie robo. She has class, peeing before she gets on the wheel ...now that shows consideration for the other two ;)
I'm glad the passion has reignited keep that pen flowing gleds *!*
typical that it snows in london only while i'm away
pah
v. disappointed that Laundretta is not a real name.
"Except that I put in my red fireglow light last night."
Am I understanding that you actually bought a red lightbulb to spy on your hamsters? Tsk tsk tsk ;-)
Crystal: yeah... ta
Patti: hope you had a good 'un
Daffy: yeah you're definitely write (write. dur freudian slip RIGHT bout them spurts)...
Zen: I'll try that advice someday soon as I get a DVD player
Ingsoc: Coventry... urkh! Isn't that the Croydon of the Midlands..??
Josie: I'm never too sure about my memoir but am still writing it. Can always finish it and keep it in said "can" for a while...
Bimbimbie: in cartoonland Spherical really would flatten the competition she's a Mighty Trotter!!
Lettuce: snow never bloody settles... the last snow I remember lasting anything like a week was in Norwich circa 1993/1994... and the last LONGtimesettled snow was when I was 9 and going tobogganning down the middle of the road in 1981
Vincent: your tsktsks are right-on I did indeed spie on my robbies!
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