Ok, so I'm back...I had written this out in its entirety on my create an entry, but when I went to submit I had to log in again, and all of the story was lost. I am saving entries on word now, and then copying them into my blog.Ahhh where was I.... oh yes quick refresher... I was in New Zealand for work, went for a drive, stopped at a beach and went for a walk. I hurt my knee and staggered crawled back to the trail up the cliffs to get off of the beach. Ok, how's that? It should ...
I have to say that, for being THE and I mean THE smallest role in the play, my role packs a pretty mean punch. It's definitely one of the most difficult roles I've ever had to do... This play, "Caribbean Babylon," is about St. Thomas (my island) in the 50's when Calypso music started bringing in lots of tourists...and lots of white American women wanting a little piece of local boy action. My character is in a scene that marks the beginning of the end of the ...
Oh yeah, I am having a new love affair with "WORDS." Between 2 creative writing classes, and an editing class (that is insanely hard) and Medieval Literature, my appreciation for words and their usage has tremendously increased. Nineteenth century essayist Henry Ward Beecher wrote, "All words are pegs to hang ideas on." So, I am currently experiencing a re-found impassioned love affair with words, banishing bad words and burnishing the good ones until they sparkle, much the ...
Right now Im hemming my trousers, well taking up by hand which is taking ages becasue all the stiches have got to be just right as this is my good pair of trousres, adn we are going out tonight. ITs my mums birthday at last and somehow the moster has reared its ugly head and I only find out today that by some twist of chance its eviolved into the ONE thing she said she absaloutly didnt want , a suprise party, and fuss in public. SO Im tiching and trying to think of a way of ...
The title says it all. Instead of reading the Chronicles of Narnia for the passed lesson and a half I’ve sat in the common room trying to fix my essay, second draft. I’ll tell you, if I thought that trying to work in the study room was bad it’s near impossible to work properly in the common room. There’s people chatting behind me, others playing music, attempting to sing and running around. What annoys me further it that I’m trying to find some decent context to argue my point about ‘1984’ and ‘The ...
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