I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
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crankygrrl, writing a parable with her teeth gritted.
I was the limiest limesicle ever. I danced well. I was pleased. I am still pleased. I did not win. This was a relief. The dancing well was far more important. Then I drank too much wine and smoked cigarettes and went to bed at 2:00a.m. because M. decided that with the city inspectors coming, we should remove the boxes from the furnace room. It's a logic trail that only he can follow.
I've gotten enough input from the betas that I can start working on the revisions to Blue Eyes. They will be numerous, but I'm kind of excited to restructure and reshape. These ladies are doing an amazing job and an intense amount of work. They deserve much praise, many accolades, and much non-virtual alcohol.
I very much want to spend the weekend in bed, with a laptop - if i had one - to write and edit, a new copy of Gaudy Night, and a new copy of Trojan Gold, and lose myself again in being a young woman reading books that would change my life in completely different ways, ones that I would read obsessively. I may yet do that.
Tom McRae and Jude are playing at the Hotel Cafe in L.A. on February 17th. I am so very, very much there. They do not sell advanced tickets though, which makes me growly.
And finally, I askedsearose to interview me out of overwhelming curiousity over what she would ask:)
1. How close have you ever come to getting a body piercing, tattoo or plastic surgery procedure that you know you would've regretted by now? Details.
Hmm. Many earrings, one belly button ring and three tattoos later and I'm pleased with all of them. I don't have a lot of regrets over those things because if I do them impulsively, it's usually for a reason. I almost regret that I let a 17 year old in Omaha, Nebraska tatoo my hip on Superbowl Sunday because nothing else was open, but the Bacchant is still lovely. Just not as clean as my other drawings. Don't/won't do plastic surgery. It creeps me out. As do hospitals and anesthesia.
2. The Angel Mickey Mouse and the Devil Donald Duck are both perched on opposing shoulders. (Or if you're Looney, Angel Bugs and Devilish Daffy.) Whose counsel do you prefer?
Well, if I'm choosing between Bugs and Daffy, I'm gonna have to go with Bugs. Daffy always comes out with the fuzzy end of the lolly pop. I would never, however, listen to Mickey because he's kind of a wussy little rodent. Donald's more my speed. I like 'em cranky. I'm pretty much a follow the rules, smooth sailing ahead girl, but if you rile me up, I'm gonna go with my conscience and run you right over.
3. You, yes you, have won a millllionn dollars. Do you keep quiet about it, or do you tell all your family and friends?
Oh, I tell 'em. Then, after taxes, I give part of it to both sets of parents, buy myself a house, pay off my students loans and laugh at the smiley face I can make with the pennies.
4. Visual light perception of all humans will shrink down to a sole color value (red, orange, yellow, green, blue or violet) plus black - and you have to make the responsible decision about what that color will be. What is it? Green I think. It's soothing, it varies between hideously neon, soothing, and strident and it was the color of my truly ugly kitchen in Greece and of my great-grandmother's favorite carpet.
5. In retaliation for the above decision, civilization decides to do away with all but one genre of music. What is your secret wish for their decision? Bob Dylan. He's a genre right?
I limited myself to five before. But I've only seen two responses. Where'd the rest of you get off to? Anyway, will happily interview five more if anyone's interested. Or for those of you displeased with your questions, you may trade them in for five new ones. But you must substitute the whole lot. It's like Scrabble, you can't put one letter back, got put 'em all back.
crankygrrl, writing a parable with her teeth gritted.I was the limiest limesicle ever. I danced well. I was pleased. I am still pleased. I did not win. This was a relief. The dancing well was far more important. Then I drank too much wine and smoked cigarettes and went to bed at 2:00a.m. because M. decided that with the city inspectors coming, we should remove the boxes from the furnace room. It's a logic trail that only he can follow.
I've gotten enough input from the betas that I can start working on the revisions to Blue Eyes. They will be numerous, but I'm kind of excited to restructure and reshape. These ladies are doing an amazing job and an intense amount of work. They deserve much praise, many accolades, and much non-virtual alcohol.
I very much want to spend the weekend in bed, with a laptop - if i had one - to write and edit, a new copy of Gaudy Night, and a new copy of Trojan Gold, and lose myself again in being a young woman reading books that would change my life in completely different ways, ones that I would read obsessively. I may yet do that.
Tom McRae and Jude are playing at the Hotel Cafe in L.A. on February 17th. I am so very, very much there. They do not sell advanced tickets though, which makes me growly.
And finally, I asked
searose to interview me out of overwhelming curiousity over what she would ask:)1. How close have you ever come to getting a body piercing, tattoo or plastic surgery procedure that you know you would've regretted by now? Details.
Hmm. Many earrings, one belly button ring and three tattoos later and I'm pleased with all of them. I don't have a lot of regrets over those things because if I do them impulsively, it's usually for a reason. I almost regret that I let a 17 year old in Omaha, Nebraska tatoo my hip on Superbowl Sunday because nothing else was open, but the Bacchant is still lovely. Just not as clean as my other drawings. Don't/won't do plastic surgery. It creeps me out. As do hospitals and anesthesia.
2. The Angel Mickey Mouse and the Devil Donald Duck are both perched on opposing shoulders. (Or if you're Looney, Angel Bugs and Devilish Daffy.) Whose counsel do you prefer?
Well, if I'm choosing between Bugs and Daffy, I'm gonna have to go with Bugs. Daffy always comes out with the fuzzy end of the lolly pop. I would never, however, listen to Mickey because he's kind of a wussy little rodent. Donald's more my speed. I like 'em cranky. I'm pretty much a follow the rules, smooth sailing ahead girl, but if you rile me up, I'm gonna go with my conscience and run you right over.
3. You, yes you, have won a millllionn dollars. Do you keep quiet about it, or do you tell all your family and friends?
Oh, I tell 'em. Then, after taxes, I give part of it to both sets of parents, buy myself a house, pay off my students loans and laugh at the smiley face I can make with the pennies.
4. Visual light perception of all humans will shrink down to a sole color value (red, orange, yellow, green, blue or violet) plus black - and you have to make the responsible decision about what that color will be. What is it? Green I think. It's soothing, it varies between hideously neon, soothing, and strident and it was the color of my truly ugly kitchen in Greece and of my great-grandmother's favorite carpet.
5. In retaliation for the above decision, civilization decides to do away with all but one genre of music. What is your secret wish for their decision? Bob Dylan. He's a genre right?
I limited myself to five before. But I've only seen two responses. Where'd the rest of you get off to? Anyway, will happily interview five more if anyone's interested. Or for those of you displeased with your questions, you may trade them in for five new ones. But you must substitute the whole lot. It's like Scrabble, you can't put one letter back, got put 'em all back.
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Date: 2004-01-30 11:11 pm (UTC)Okay hit me. *puts face in hands*
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Date: 2004-01-30 11:59 pm (UTC)1. You're casting Lysistrata. You can choose anyone, living or dead. Cast it for me, and tell me what they're wearing.
2. Five books/authors that hold meaning for you. No redeeming value necessary.
3. Five favorite lines from film or TV.
4. Scene - in a book, in a fic, in any medium - that you most want to see brought to life on the screen.
5 - How is language for you - as a playwrite- related to the way the rest of the world is shaped. How does the translation from world to words formed to represent the world happen?
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Date: 2004-01-31 12:37 am (UTC)I knew it. I just knew it. *sigh* I just hope my copy of the Lysistrata is on the theater bookshelf and not wandering about the house, as books are want to do in my home.
However people walking into your bathroom and seeing Machiavelli's The Prince, some random trash novel/bodic ripper, a Indian cookbook, and some scifi/fantasy book all within reach of the toliet is very funny. They never quite know what's going on. *bg*
So some of these I can probably answer right now but some or gonna take a bit of thought. Do you want to wait until all five are done before posting or what?
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Date: 2004-01-31 01:00 am (UTC)I know the Lysistrata question is a cheat - but our production was so phallocentric that it made me ponder who I'd like to see running around on stage or screen with a giant phallus:) And, who could do justice to the play while keeping it on that lovely edge of satire and farce without giving into Aristophanes tendency to trivialize women.
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Date: 2004-01-30 11:25 pm (UTC)I'm sorry! I'll post my responses soon, really I will.
Oh, and congratulations on dancing so well yesterday! I was trying to imagine what you would look like as a limesicle all evening yesterday, so that I could be there in spirit. :)
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Date: 2004-01-30 11:45 pm (UTC)And I'm just kidding, honey. Take all the time you want:) I'm just killing a little time on a lazy Friday afternoon:)
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Date: 2004-01-30 11:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-30 11:43 pm (UTC)2. Top five moments/scenes from film and television, and tell me why.
3. Pick one set of Tom McRae lyrics, dissect them based on the imagery they invoke. You don't have to do the whole song. It can be a stanza.
4. Why the hat, and what's it like to have given it up?
5. 10 phrases that you can say off the top of your head. (I'm stealing this one). Why do these rattle around in your brain?
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Date: 2004-01-31 02:44 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-01-31 09:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-31 12:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-01-31 12:14 am (UTC)2. Five favorite scenes from film or television and why?
3. Tell me one place that you would really like to go, but that scares you a little. It can be real or imaginary.
4. Rattle off five quotes for me - no looking them up, it's okay if you get 'em a little wrong. Why do you remember them?
5. Is there a discrepency between the life your leading and the life you'd like to be leading? If so, what is one thing you'd change if it was an option. Big or little, it doesn't matter.
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Date: 2004-01-31 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-01 09:27 pm (UTC)2. Five favorite scenes from film or television and why?
3. Five favorite books or authors, from any point in your life and why? What do they have in common and how have they influenced your own writing.
4. Why do you live where you do, and what is good and bad about that place. How would you describe it to someone who doesn't know the place.
5. You get to ask three questions of anyone. What are they? (This has to be immediate, so it can be asking the jerk who just cut you off in traffic what the hell he was thinking:) What do you think the answers would be?