I'm having a wonderfully good time with myself these days. Unfortunately people have to be met, annoying people and nice people and people half worshipping you and people itching to hate you and of course, the people who do dislike you. Of course when you don't want anything from anybody, just to be left alone, it is annoying that they want you, ( Read more... )

I have been reading about Ingmar Bergman and Brecht, as I had been planning to do for quite some time. I've also been reading about Howard Brenton, as I discovered some slightly dusty and badly photocopied plays of his in the library. I was quite intrigued by the title Hitler Dances and I tried to decipher the pages but didn't have the essential ( Read more... )

I didn't buy any clothes yesterday and I didn't even start Dracula. Actually I was already feeling a wee bit scared even though I hadn't even started it and so I slept on the floor in my parents' bedroom. With four volumes of poetry around me to prevent nightmares and what not. I knew I was overdoing it but overdoing it is always fun.
I've always ( Read more... )

I've taken to saying 'Ah well' and ' oh alright then' all the time. So annoying - I don't want to be the girl who says 'Alright then' like Anne from the Enid Blytons who always said that food tasted so much better when eaten outdoors.
But that isn't the main thing of course - I read The Sea Gull and I liked it a lot, and now I feel a little guilty ( Read more... )

I've finished reading A Passage to India, Possession and am now debating on whether to start on Chekov [ most likely ] or Poetry in the Making [ I'm afraid of it ] - ah a pleasant approach - approach conflict [I just learnt of them and they are terribly interesting] - I think I'll just write. We had some exchange students staying with us, and ( Read more... )

I've been very lazy over past few weeks - no classes at school, no french, no frantic searching of admissions websites. I'll start the admin worrying next week, which gives me enough time to finish reading The Birthday Party, the collected plays of Synge and maybe Crime and Punishment too. The laptop died all of a sudden and I don't know what has ( Read more... )

It frustrating, utterly and maddeningly frustrating. Not being able to write. Not being able to sleep in late. Being here. Being in the same room as a cabinet full of gin, whisky, rum and oh [ oh, oh oh oh ]- pink wine. Having to edit a trashy newsletter and a trashy magazine. Being forced into being nice to idiots at dinner parties [ hosted by ( Read more... )

Feeling (surprise, surprise) rather happy right now - which may be because I don't have to go to school for the next three days,
or because some music sounds great when played loud,
or that someone I know has recovered from an asthama attack and not understood my very pathetic joke about cancer.
But then it might just be because I found half a ( Read more... )

I never thought Project Gutenberg would have Forster so I didn't even check. Well they do they do they do and I have A Room with a View, Howards End and The Longest Journey and am downloading Where Angles Fear to Tread. If I can't buy them, at least I can read 'em. Been reading Room and have reached the bathing naked part. Reading it just makes ( Read more... )