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Aches and Pains
Feb. 5th, 2006 04:09 pmWhat a busy few weeks I've had. Two weeks ago Tom and I went to see Brokeback Mountain and Memoirs of a Geisha. The former is the better of the two and mightily deserves all the awards it can get. Then I spent the week teaching full time in Ealing, which was tiring, to put it mildly. The teaching again this week past, and more next week, though fewer hours.
Helen and I went to see "Night at the Circus" at the Lyric in Hammersmith. 'Twas excellent.
Then yesterday, Tom and I went to Borough Market, then to a Manga exhibition, then the London Aquarium, then to the pub, then to a restuarant, and finally to a 'club' called Asylum for someone's birthday party. A very busy day with lots of walking. My legs hurt.
I've got hold of my bike from my parents house and should hopefully be cycling to work in the future, rather than having to battle with the 297 bus to Ealing.
So much to say, and so little energy to write.
I've been redrafting another story (not the HPL ones) with the intent on getting it under 3000 words so I can submit to a new "Dark Fiction" magazine. I've also been getting a peculiar urge to write poetry again, which must mean I getting back to my old self, so have been reading Ted Hughes and various others to get back on the poetry swing.
My head hurts now, and my legs. I'm going to curl up in bed when I get home.
Helen and I went to see "Night at the Circus" at the Lyric in Hammersmith. 'Twas excellent.
Then yesterday, Tom and I went to Borough Market, then to a Manga exhibition, then the London Aquarium, then to the pub, then to a restuarant, and finally to a 'club' called Asylum for someone's birthday party. A very busy day with lots of walking. My legs hurt.
I've got hold of my bike from my parents house and should hopefully be cycling to work in the future, rather than having to battle with the 297 bus to Ealing.
So much to say, and so little energy to write.
I've been redrafting another story (not the HPL ones) with the intent on getting it under 3000 words so I can submit to a new "Dark Fiction" magazine. I've also been getting a peculiar urge to write poetry again, which must mean I getting back to my old self, so have been reading Ted Hughes and various others to get back on the poetry swing.
My head hurts now, and my legs. I'm going to curl up in bed when I get home.