Showing posts with label writers groups Ruth Estevez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writers groups Ruth Estevez. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 February 2012

Dancing


Ah. Juba rehearsal last night and we danced full out. Now I know why I've not been feeling right, haven't danced like that since early December. I feel so much better, mentally and physically. The drums, rhythms, dance, companionship. Hit the spot.

Sunday, 12 February 2012

Friday afternoon

My mum had been in the house a few hours.
'You should brush your hair.'
'Is there nothing nice you could say about me?'
Silence.
'Well, if there's nothing nice, maybe don't say anything at all.'
Silence.
'You make nice buns.'
'Thank you.'
'And icing.'

Thursday, 2 February 2012

The Monster Belt

I struggled yesterday with chapters 26 and 27. Lying in the bath, sometimes the best place for ideas, mainly because you can't write them down, I realised the problem. The main characters, Jess and Harris are separated here, one chapter each. At this stage in the book, they may be separate, but the reader must be shouting, 'YOU SHOULD BE TOGETHER!!' so in each chapter, they need to be juxtaposed.
Also, the London scenes aren't working. It's getting there with changing the focus, but I need Judith (Jess's cousin, who she's staying with) to point out a few home truths. This will be the first time that someone says out loud that they think Jess is screwed up. And this will give the impetus for Jess to make a move.
Ta-ra! Thinking time. That's all it takes.

Saturday, 3 September 2011

The sea


I must go down to the seas again,
To the lonely sea and the sky.
And all I ask is a fair ship
And a star to steer her by.
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking
And a grey mist on the sea's face and the grey dawn breaking.

From memory, I couldn't quite get it right. I looked it up. This is how it stands now. John Masefield. Something that would be good to do today, good to do on many days.

Tuesday, 28 June 2011

The Big Blue


The Big Blue, directed by Luc Besson. I had the box here. Someone's run away with it. I'll have to write about it tomorrow, the details I mean, starring Jean Reno, Rosanna Arquette....
Great sense of humour, beautiful visuals, haunting music (very 80s) some bits that bother me, but less so on this latest viewing (Rosanna Arquette's character) and an ending that makes me cry but makes me yearn for the same as the main character experiences. Trying not to spoil it if you haven't seen the film. The ending is right for the characters and the story and I'm sure many of us at some point feel that is the way we'd like to swim, float, drift...