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30 Days Meme
Day 28 ** This year, in great detail
Hmm. Started off the year in a fever of giddy hope and excitement. Went to Perth for the second time where I was gobsmacked by the vastness of the ocean. Came back to have a very depressed birthday but an awesome dinner at Cafe Sydney. Didn't get as much writing done this year as I would have liked but what was written is definitely a worthy accomplishment. I'm quietly proud of that quality if not the quantity. Forced myself out of an infatuation with someone completely unworthy of me and was rather pleasantly surprised a few months later to find that yeah, it worked.
Earned possibly the least amount of money this year and it was a source of constant surprise how I could actually do without. Was colossally frustrated by the lack of research material and then one good suggestion from a good friend took care of that and set me on the path again. Developed the next novel steadily under the radar and battled the urge to start writing it. Grappled with the changing dynamics of the writing group and discovered, to my slight distaste, that I am far more politically correct than I thought but maybe, in my case, this is a good thing.
Fell in love with Gene Tierney. Fell in awe of Bette Davis. Also Joan Crawford. Developed a lust for Robert Mitchum. Discovered the multifaceted inspiration of Jerry Lewis and three weeks later saw him perform in one of my favourite theatres in Sydney. Learnt a lot more about myself as a creative person and a human being as a result of studying his art and life. Visited Melbourne and was thoroughly unimpressed. Saw Dan Spielman perform after too long an absence and was happily reminded just why I admire him so much.
Read about three quarters of Georgette Heyer's work and was therefore led by another good friend back into the world of romance novels which has taught me so much about my own writing likes and dislikes and standards, about good writing and bad writing.
Succumbed to Facebook and promptly got addicted to the Neverending Movie Quiz. Am now at #868 out of 15,309,977 players. And have gotten addicted to Luminosity which surprisingly is keeping my brain active in this holiday period.
Discovered my theoretical bisexuality may in fact be a practical bisexuality but then established that I have absolutely no desire or intention to enter another furore of emotion. Been burnt once this year and that was enough, thank you. Call it fear, call it whatever, this heart ain't engaging again for a while. Faced up to the fact that I feel a lot more for someone I shouldn't be feeling for and set myself firm boundaries for my own damned sense of integrity.
Wrote a fic that challenged a few people's notions of acceptable language which forced me to examine and define my own notions, and be slightly surprised at my own willingness to tone it down even if it did compromise the story. Was very gratified to be told that at least one person found the emotion and angst spot on.
Not too much music exploration this year except in terms of novel research which was pretty mindblowing in its own right. Oh, except for Nick Littlemore, lots of ambient found sound artists, and a burgeoning irepressible interest in Dean Martin. *lol* Started the 365 songs project which turned into a royal nightmare cos of my shitty Unwired connection and am still so pissed off that I had to let it go. Maybe another year.
Had to experience the surreal shock and disbelief of my first love and the biggest influence on my life outside of my family dying without warning. Which led to a fascinating view of emotion about him expressed outside of myself and is still continuing. It's really making me feel so good about people, that you truly never are alone, never quite a freak as you may have thought.
Reopened a channel of communication and am quietly glad at my own lack of urgency. I might have actually grown as a human being this year. Zomg.
Ended the year on a pause. A breath held before releasing.
Day 29 ** Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 ** Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 28 ** This year, in great detail
Hmm. Started off the year in a fever of giddy hope and excitement. Went to Perth for the second time where I was gobsmacked by the vastness of the ocean. Came back to have a very depressed birthday but an awesome dinner at Cafe Sydney. Didn't get as much writing done this year as I would have liked but what was written is definitely a worthy accomplishment. I'm quietly proud of that quality if not the quantity. Forced myself out of an infatuation with someone completely unworthy of me and was rather pleasantly surprised a few months later to find that yeah, it worked.
Earned possibly the least amount of money this year and it was a source of constant surprise how I could actually do without. Was colossally frustrated by the lack of research material and then one good suggestion from a good friend took care of that and set me on the path again. Developed the next novel steadily under the radar and battled the urge to start writing it. Grappled with the changing dynamics of the writing group and discovered, to my slight distaste, that I am far more politically correct than I thought but maybe, in my case, this is a good thing.
Fell in love with Gene Tierney. Fell in awe of Bette Davis. Also Joan Crawford. Developed a lust for Robert Mitchum. Discovered the multifaceted inspiration of Jerry Lewis and three weeks later saw him perform in one of my favourite theatres in Sydney. Learnt a lot more about myself as a creative person and a human being as a result of studying his art and life. Visited Melbourne and was thoroughly unimpressed. Saw Dan Spielman perform after too long an absence and was happily reminded just why I admire him so much.
Read about three quarters of Georgette Heyer's work and was therefore led by another good friend back into the world of romance novels which has taught me so much about my own writing likes and dislikes and standards, about good writing and bad writing.
Succumbed to Facebook and promptly got addicted to the Neverending Movie Quiz. Am now at #868 out of 15,309,977 players. And have gotten addicted to Luminosity which surprisingly is keeping my brain active in this holiday period.
Discovered my theoretical bisexuality may in fact be a practical bisexuality but then established that I have absolutely no desire or intention to enter another furore of emotion. Been burnt once this year and that was enough, thank you. Call it fear, call it whatever, this heart ain't engaging again for a while. Faced up to the fact that I feel a lot more for someone I shouldn't be feeling for and set myself firm boundaries for my own damned sense of integrity.
Wrote a fic that challenged a few people's notions of acceptable language which forced me to examine and define my own notions, and be slightly surprised at my own willingness to tone it down even if it did compromise the story. Was very gratified to be told that at least one person found the emotion and angst spot on.
Not too much music exploration this year except in terms of novel research which was pretty mindblowing in its own right. Oh, except for Nick Littlemore, lots of ambient found sound artists, and a burgeoning irepressible interest in Dean Martin. *lol* Started the 365 songs project which turned into a royal nightmare cos of my shitty Unwired connection and am still so pissed off that I had to let it go. Maybe another year.
Had to experience the surreal shock and disbelief of my first love and the biggest influence on my life outside of my family dying without warning. Which led to a fascinating view of emotion about him expressed outside of myself and is still continuing. It's really making me feel so good about people, that you truly never are alone, never quite a freak as you may have thought.
Reopened a channel of communication and am quietly glad at my own lack of urgency. I might have actually grown as a human being this year. Zomg.
Ended the year on a pause. A breath held before releasing.
Day 29 ** Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 ** Whatever tickles your fancy