Sunshine!
I'm having a bit of a holiday. I wasn't meant to be, but then the sun came out, and so I've been pretending my house is a hotel, and spending a lot of time outside in our patch of concrete garden, pretending it's a balcony, and that the traffic noise is the sea. This is helped by the fact that every few hours an open-topped tour bus goes past, complete with amplified commentary. I've been trying to learn local history from it, but so far have been unable to make out anything due to distortion. I have, however, turned an attractive shade of pink.
I haven't bought any books lately. Well, except I bought two, but I bought them in WH Smiths so it doesn't count. My philosophy is this: WH Smiths is not a proper bookshop; it's just a stationery shop that happens to sell a few books. So buying books there doesn't count. The books I didn't buy were Good Omens (because of people talking about it, and it being there in front of me suddenly, and well, because Neil Gaiman) and Holes by Louis Sachar (because of people talking about it, and it being there in front of me suddenly, and because, as
lobelia321 pointed out, it does have a lovely lizardy cover.) Anyway, so those are the books I didn't buy, in any real sense of the word.
Speaking of Neil Gaiman, I had a dream last night that I was mentioned on his fantastic blog. Admittedly, he was a kind of composite person in this dream, made up of himself, Martin Millar, and Andre Schneider (no, I have no idea either), and the blog was less a blog, and more a magazine designed rather hideously in pastel colours, but it was still a bit of a disappointment when I woke up and realised it wasn't true. Although it was a relief to realise that, if that was just a dream, then so was the thing about a tiny alligator coming out of the tap, growing to an enormous size and chasing me up the stairs.
Speaking of Martin Millar, he is a nice man who answers emails from fans, and it's a disgrace that his earlier books should still be out of print. So there.
Note to self: For God's sake, will you please stop starting new stories and finish at least ONE of the old ones? Please! Thanks.
Naughty
hjartadhas been trying to make me write My Fair Lady Lotrips AUs and songs for Boromir to sing in the LOTR musical. It's just a good thing she writes things like this, that's all I can say! ;)
Am also rather happy that Six Feet Under is back on the box of televisual excitement. Yes. It's helping me with my ongoing frustration with BBC2, and its strange reluctance to show Buffy, ever, if it can possibly help it.
I've been eating a lot of apples lately. Uncharacteristically healthy of me.
And I'm sorry I didn't put any of this behind a cut, but that's life, so there you go.
I haven't bought any books lately. Well, except I bought two, but I bought them in WH Smiths so it doesn't count. My philosophy is this: WH Smiths is not a proper bookshop; it's just a stationery shop that happens to sell a few books. So buying books there doesn't count. The books I didn't buy were Good Omens (because of people talking about it, and it being there in front of me suddenly, and well, because Neil Gaiman) and Holes by Louis Sachar (because of people talking about it, and it being there in front of me suddenly, and because, as
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Speaking of Neil Gaiman, I had a dream last night that I was mentioned on his fantastic blog. Admittedly, he was a kind of composite person in this dream, made up of himself, Martin Millar, and Andre Schneider (no, I have no idea either), and the blog was less a blog, and more a magazine designed rather hideously in pastel colours, but it was still a bit of a disappointment when I woke up and realised it wasn't true. Although it was a relief to realise that, if that was just a dream, then so was the thing about a tiny alligator coming out of the tap, growing to an enormous size and chasing me up the stairs.
Speaking of Martin Millar, he is a nice man who answers emails from fans, and it's a disgrace that his earlier books should still be out of print. So there.
Note to self: For God's sake, will you please stop starting new stories and finish at least ONE of the old ones? Please! Thanks.
Naughty
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Am also rather happy that Six Feet Under is back on the box of televisual excitement. Yes. It's helping me with my ongoing frustration with BBC2, and its strange reluctance to show Buffy, ever, if it can possibly help it.
I've been eating a lot of apples lately. Uncharacteristically healthy of me.
And I'm sorry I didn't put any of this behind a cut, but that's life, so there you go.
I Am Nonymous
(Anonymous) 2003-05-29 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)Heathen!
It's nothing more than a stationary shop that sells books!
Oh yes, you said that.
And it's nearer your house.
And next to M&S and near GAP.
We've got BHS and Laura Ashley - not quite the same, I spose.
*Goes off to sulk.*
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But you see this is precisely the point. If I came to your (fabulous, lovely proper) shop, I would have been forced to confront the reality of my actions, and face up to the probable effects on my bank account. And then I wouldn't have been able to buy the books, would I? So you see, this was the only possible way.
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I will have to learn from your example, or that I Am Nonymous chappie will come after me with the price gun next time I see him.
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(Anonymous) 2003-05-30 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
I've never even heard of that! (I'm assuming it's a book, rather than a manuscript you found in Saragossa...)
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(Anonymous) 2003-05-31 06:20 am (UTC)(link)Re:
I'm reading a Diana Wynn Jones book now, really for kids, which is a nice change.
I found myself scanning the 'teenage' section when I was in WH Smith. Don't know what that says about me... Although, have you ever read Margaret Mahy? I read her books when I actually was a teenager, and they're still good. Being reissued this month apparently, so I'm happy about that.
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(Anonymous) 2003-05-31 10:26 am (UTC)(link)no subject
Have fun with your fic!
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I had a dream about an LOTR ballet production. For some weird reason it was also Lotrips.
That sounds great! My last lotrips dream consisted of me desperately trying to explain to Elijah what I was doing writing silly stories about him. And him laughing his head off at all the things we get wrong.
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"Frodo, Frodo, you must take the Ring!"
"Gandalf, I beg you, do not give me this thing!"
Not very creative rhyming, but the eldest is only nine. ^_^
Can we read your musical when you're through?
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And I'm not writing My Fair Orli, either. ;)
Your cousins' LOTR musical sounds much better anyway.
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You are a tease and a wicked one, madam.
"The rain in Spain..." Orli as cockney! Mwahahahaha!!!
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I fell into the bookshop
(Anonymous) 2003-05-30 10:49 am (UTC)(link)We have no defences against books, except a well-aimed firehose.
Poule x
Re: I fell into the bookshop
How true. That was rather beautiful, Poule; please come back and do it again some time. :)
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And who the fuck is this Neil Gaiman fellow?
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Am reading The Real Place and liking it *a lot*. More when I've finished! :-)
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And who the fuck is this Neil Gaiman fellow?
Neil Gaiman is a graphic and fantasy novelist; I actually came across him through his very informative and fascinating journal (which has an RSS feed you can sign up to so he turns up on your Friends list), and then I read his (non-graphic) novel American Gods, which has been one of my favourite things this year, I think.
My Fair Orli
Erm... ignore that.
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You bad girl... ;)