Saturday, February 2

it's been a long time since a 70-line poem.

(there was a poem here.)
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just a bit of it.

Today

  • we have snow, obvious white on the green of boring mowed lawns, on the lines of houses blocking the hills and the parks
  • we also have sun, which is a pleasant change in the corner of England where rain is expected
  • And wind, but not overly so.

Ideal cycling scenery, really, which is a good thing also, considering my bike has not been stolen, despite my dreaming last night that it had (although this reminds me that it needs fixing. But so long as it is in covered-in-mud condition, I like to think it is less likely to be nicked? Hmm... I also need a better lock.)

Of course, we have a lot of that bit where snow melts and turns into slippy pearly gloop on our pavements. I also got a new book of poems today. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Public-Dream-Frances-Leviston/dp/0330440543/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=gateway&qid=1201951662&sr=8-1 It doesn't compensate for last night, although it goes some way to a private comfort. Poetry often does that... get fed up with people, go somewhere, and sit and read. Then read some more... until sufficiently brimming with poems and lines swimming around your mind. (See! The reason I read so much! Partially, please... it is partially why. There are other reasons too, but necessity hits pretty high on the list.) I like the way the lines move - doesn't sound forced at all - makes me want to learn how to do that. Maybe I will find out where she's reading next. And go all on my onio. And not have to bother with anyone else, or making conversation with new people, unless I really really want to. (I don't mean this post to give the impression I'm unsociable - I wouldn't actually say I am - I just, like most people probably do, get fed up of bothering sometimes.)

A friend text me telling me they like trains. I presume she's on one. Lucky... Where would you take a train/ trains to, if you could go anywhere? Which reminds me to also ask, have you ever tried interrail?

(Another added comfort last night was reading essays on The Catcher in The Rye. You might think the book itself would be more interesting, but it was extremely fun reading this, as I'd never read much criticism on the book before, despite having read it so many times. I really enjoyed the previous readers' witty notes too... they were oh-so-inventive... *raises eyebrow*) Oh, I have work to do. AS work, versus essays, versus poems, versus cycling, versus running (can I even run properly anymore? I doubt I have the stamina. Cycling is an easier option) ... decisions, decisions.

Friday, February 1

at what point do you give up

on people, or one particular person? how many chances can you really let yourself give to them, offer out to them, putting your time, your hopes, yourself on the line, before you are fed-up and tired of hoping for change which will never come?

I don't think I actually want the answer.

Tuesday, January 29

Much Ado About Nothing - plays/ texts for comparison?

I have an essay to write on Much Ado About Nothing. Am thinking I could 'compare + contrast' with another comedy, perhaps written around a similar time, or maybe a bit later. Any ideas? I'm stuck - this is an area of literature which I really need to find out more about. By comparing and contrasting, I could write about the way the form is used, the comedy, effects of his contemporaries perhaps...

suggestions? I would even consider poetry. Or something in translation. Very much open to ideas. Of course, I could do another question, rather than the one about it being a comedy, but seeing as my weak point is genre, it would make sense to stretch myself a bit more, do some reading (albeit quickly and intensely!), and find out some things.

What would you do?

Let's imagine there's a form which needs filling out. You're female, and don't want to be given the title Miss, as you obviously prefer Ms (we don't really need to go into the reasons why, do we?) Now, on this darling form, sit merely two options: Miss, or Mr. Said form demands that you tick the appropriate box. Since Ms is Miss/ Mrs contracted, I suppose Miss is technically correct. On principle, however, I hate to have to use Miss.

This is quite an important form, which does actually exist. And, surprise surprise, it also needs filling in soon. Do I cross out the Miss and write Ms, or resign myself to Miss?

I want to know what you'd do!