Yes, I'm on my own again, well me and Rufus - my daughter's loopy Weimaraner dog. I'm introducing him to Dylan's music - 'Simple Twist of Fate'. Feeling pretty emotional just now; read a post on Carol Anne's blog that took me back a few years and made me think more than I've been doing lately.
I shouldn't really be here, but I wanted to get this down before the moment slipped away and was lost forever. My memory's isn't what it was, and if I don't make notes these days I could lose the moment forever. Right now every moment is precious to me. Talking of precious, I should be writing for Pia but it's been going badly lately. When my emotions are flat I can't write jack s**t, and that's the way it's been for some weeks now. Too much going on in my life I guess. 'Time to make a change' I thought.
So when everyone went out I put 'Blood on the Tracks' on the cd player, put it on permanent replay and turned the sound up high as I could take it. Right away things started to buzz. 'Jack of Hearts' now - 'the only person on the scene missing was the Jack of Hearts' - such unbelievable lyrics. Damn, if Dylan can't inspire me then there's no hope.
So watch out Pia, I'm on my way back - gonna write you something special... 'Come in she said - I'll give ya shelter from the storm...'
Chris x.
...and old men with broken teeth stranded without love... remind you of anyone?
Monday, 20 July 2009
Thursday, 16 July 2009
Ever decreasing circles...
That's what I seem to be running in, fast as my ageing legs will carry me but still far too slowly for my liking. We've been back a week now, and this is the first chance I've had to come back here and explain what I've been up to since my last post.
Well, we have our flat, a furnished, 2-bed, ground floor apartment close to the harbour and in sight of the Maritime Museum. It's also on the bus route out to Tremough, within easy walking distance of town, and has secure free parking. By a long way it's the best place we've seen, so the decision was quick and easy and now we're completing the necessary paperwork before moving in on August 7.
Right now it seems there's so much to do, and so little time. I'm also working on the reading list, which has something like 23 authors on the fiction list alone, never mind the non-fiction, and the textbooks are expensive! Looks like this is going to be quite an experience.
I've also written a short item for the place we've been staying at in Cornwall for our holidays this past five years whilst rewriting the first item for the University magazine - (was to be 300 words, but that's now increased to 500)- so it seems they're short of volunteers (or should that be idiots?) Ah well, that's part of the reason I'm going down early. Facebook is going crazy, for some reason I seem to be picking up new friends at the rate of 2 a day!
I'm also still writing for Pia... just... She's right, I certainly need to pick up the quality, but there seems so much to do right now. Basically I'm buzzing...
Chris
Well, we have our flat, a furnished, 2-bed, ground floor apartment close to the harbour and in sight of the Maritime Museum. It's also on the bus route out to Tremough, within easy walking distance of town, and has secure free parking. By a long way it's the best place we've seen, so the decision was quick and easy and now we're completing the necessary paperwork before moving in on August 7.
Right now it seems there's so much to do, and so little time. I'm also working on the reading list, which has something like 23 authors on the fiction list alone, never mind the non-fiction, and the textbooks are expensive! Looks like this is going to be quite an experience.
I've also written a short item for the place we've been staying at in Cornwall for our holidays this past five years whilst rewriting the first item for the University magazine - (was to be 300 words, but that's now increased to 500)- so it seems they're short of volunteers (or should that be idiots?) Ah well, that's part of the reason I'm going down early. Facebook is going crazy, for some reason I seem to be picking up new friends at the rate of 2 a day!
I'm also still writing for Pia... just... She's right, I certainly need to pick up the quality, but there seems so much to do right now. Basically I'm buzzing...
Chris
Thursday, 2 July 2009
Life changes...
Everyone has them some time, and I certainly had one last night. It was the final instalment of a 30 week 'creative writing' course at Ilkley. Might not sound a lot to most people, but when I say it changed my life I'm not exaggerating.
If you'd told me when I started the course that in 9 months time I'd be moving 4/500 miles to do a Masters degree in Pro. Writing in Falmouth I'd have died laughing, yet this time tomorrow Sheila and I will be somewhere on the M62 on the first leg of that journey.
So thanks to Mark for lighting the flame, for persuading me that it was possible; and thanks to everyone else on the course who helped fan that belief and kept it smouldering ever since. Keep the faith folks, and keep in touch...
Chris
PS. Time for me to log off for a while. I'm not sure when I'll be back, not for the next 7/10 days I suspect, and at this precise moment that fills me with a strange, and unexpected sadness. Don't know why, but I feel uneasy, maybe even scared. Time to take a deep breath and head for bed. The future will take care of itself, all I can do is give it a little nudge every now and then.
C x.
If you'd told me when I started the course that in 9 months time I'd be moving 4/500 miles to do a Masters degree in Pro. Writing in Falmouth I'd have died laughing, yet this time tomorrow Sheila and I will be somewhere on the M62 on the first leg of that journey.
So thanks to Mark for lighting the flame, for persuading me that it was possible; and thanks to everyone else on the course who helped fan that belief and kept it smouldering ever since. Keep the faith folks, and keep in touch...
Chris
PS. Time for me to log off for a while. I'm not sure when I'll be back, not for the next 7/10 days I suspect, and at this precise moment that fills me with a strange, and unexpected sadness. Don't know why, but I feel uneasy, maybe even scared. Time to take a deep breath and head for bed. The future will take care of itself, all I can do is give it a little nudge every now and then.
C x.
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