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Regular Saturday Review
Oct. 9th, 2005 12:22 amI was having an erotic dream this morning, fifteen minutes before I woke up, around 9:30 AM. I lay in bed for a while, listening to the radio, then took a shower. I ate two fried eggs and toast for breakfast, together with a mug of tea. At 11:30 AM, after checking Livejournal, I went to the post office and dispatched postcards and packages.
I arrived at the Bridge House at 12:07 PM. Ian was already there. I got a coffee and soon the others began to arrive. We workshopped Ian's 1st chapter, as well as a long piece by Rod, and Shereen's prologue. There were 7 of us in total, the largest gathering we've had since we decided to continue our writing workshop after the end of the course. We went our separate ways at 03:30 PM.
Natalia & I split a spinach & feta pizza for a (late) lunch, then talked for a while in the kitchen. I spent the next hour figuring out the house's finances, fooled around a bit more on the internet, then made dinner: garlic lightly fried on olive oil and tossed over pasta, with parmesan cheese. Sissy Jen added some chopped tomatoes to the mix. We finished off the bottles of rose wine we'd opened yesterday and I ate an apple for dessert.
We spent a good half hour trying to figure out which movie to watch in the evening. We watched tons of trailers (from both old and new releases) before settling down for The Machinist. The movie was brilliant: well-acted, creepy, thoughtful, scary, disturbing, beautifully shot. It was an old-fashioned type of movie, very modernist and Freudian (as Natalia said.) If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. I can see it turning into a cult movie 10 or 20 years from now.
It's 12:21 AM on my laptop's clock. I'm listening to Classic FM and my eyes are tired. I've already brushed my teeth. I'll read a chapter of The Myth of You & Me so I can have happy dreams tonight, instead of disturbing ones. I want to feel good tomorrow.
Goodnight
I arrived at the Bridge House at 12:07 PM. Ian was already there. I got a coffee and soon the others began to arrive. We workshopped Ian's 1st chapter, as well as a long piece by Rod, and Shereen's prologue. There were 7 of us in total, the largest gathering we've had since we decided to continue our writing workshop after the end of the course. We went our separate ways at 03:30 PM.
Natalia & I split a spinach & feta pizza for a (late) lunch, then talked for a while in the kitchen. I spent the next hour figuring out the house's finances, fooled around a bit more on the internet, then made dinner: garlic lightly fried on olive oil and tossed over pasta, with parmesan cheese. Sissy Jen added some chopped tomatoes to the mix. We finished off the bottles of rose wine we'd opened yesterday and I ate an apple for dessert.
We spent a good half hour trying to figure out which movie to watch in the evening. We watched tons of trailers (from both old and new releases) before settling down for The Machinist. The movie was brilliant: well-acted, creepy, thoughtful, scary, disturbing, beautifully shot. It was an old-fashioned type of movie, very modernist and Freudian (as Natalia said.) If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it. I can see it turning into a cult movie 10 or 20 years from now.
It's 12:21 AM on my laptop's clock. I'm listening to Classic FM and my eyes are tired. I've already brushed my teeth. I'll read a chapter of The Myth of You & Me so I can have happy dreams tonight, instead of disturbing ones. I want to feel good tomorrow.
Goodnight
