Meatloaf told me that, me and some 5,000 other fans (or however many the Sheffield Arena accomodated that night). I used it as the theme for a 'short' short I wrote for one of the Fish competitions, 300 words or less, and never quite got it polished to my satisfaction.
Still, if I ever come across any other contests with that limit, I'll dig it out, dust it off and start all over again. A Yorkshireman through and through, a 'waste not - want not', and 'if ever tha does owt for nowt, allus do it for thissen' kind of guy, that's me. Certainly I never throw away anything I write, swear I've got stuff tucked away going back centuries.
Pia and I have gone our separate ways it seems, personality clash, artistic temperament, call it what you will. Shame actually, I quite liked her, she had some cracking ideas and certainly knew how to motivate me - even if it was mostly with a big stick. Now though I've taken a couple of sleeping pills in the hope of getting a decent night's sleep for once. My eyes are drooping, my hands are slowing on the keyboard and, if it wasn't for spell-checker this piece would be well nigh unreadable. Another day draws towards its conclusion.
Time for bed I think...
Chris.
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Sounds like you have a good stock of material for future projects! Pace yourself, sleep well, and have a fantastic weekend, Chris.
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