Congrats on six years, Scott!
And Gil is back! Yay, I hope you're feeling better. I've missed seeing you around.
Writing has been slow this week, and I haven't had much time to work on my long story. I actually spent a couple hours on a sonnet, which I may post soon. I've always wanted to write one, but I never knew how. Figuring out how to write in iambic pentameter was a fun little challenge.
I also started The Haunting of Hill House this weekend and binged the first six episodes. I've been loving it so far. Highly recommended if you can stomach some terror (and sadness). The pacing so far has been fantastic. I don't think I've ever seen creepiness, plot, and character development juggled this well in a horror show.
Hope everyone is having a good weekend.
I could use a glass (or several) of wine.
There's nothing je ne sais quoi about it. She's attractive. Where do you live where an average girl next door looks like her?
She's not very good in Fifty Shades. I agree with you there, but I think that's because the script is terrible ("What's a buttplug?") and she doesn't like Jamie Dornan. Hard to have on-screen chemistry with a co-worker you can't stand.
I don't think she's a fantastic actress, but she's decent. I've liked her in everything else I've seen her in besides Fifty Shades. Can't wait to see Bad Times.
Thanks for making the coffee, Verbal.
It's been eerily quiet this morning. Is everyone hungover after watching the trainwreck yesterday? Gonna find out a lot about where our country stands pretty soon.
Finished watching Maniac on Netflix last night. Thought it was pretty good to great. If you like twisty mind-bending stuff, retrofuturism, or Cary Fukanaga's work, then I would definitely recommend.
So much going on the last few days.
Congrats to Tonya for a famous poem! Quite a rare achievement, by many accounts.
Happy belated birthday, Sprite!
Congrats on the killer upset Gill! That’s a win that will get your football program noticed. And for being the mom that makes cookies before seeing their son off.
Congrats to Sara, mother of the bride!
I joined the blue side and have had a lot of fun over there the last few days. The contest has been a blast to be a part of and it was a very unique challenge to write for. Not only that, but learning about Alan (aka Mr. Martini), reading some of his work, and seeing the ways he influenced so many members has been uplifting and quite touching. I encourage everyone to participate! Does Hannah crack the whip over there as well or is it just here?
This is a bit late, but I couldn’t refrain from bringing it up. So when everyone was discussing Finnegan’s Wake and Ulysses the other day, it left me wondering if anyone else here has seen James Joyce’s love letters. I think they are out of print, but I read some of them online a few years ago. I think it’s in poor taste to publicize all the personal details, but they are fascinating and they contain some fantastic, really creative filth that rivals modern Lush standards. In the past, I’ve been guilty of thinking that his generation was probably close-minded and relatively puritanical. They squashed that notion. Whenever I’m tempted to forget that we really are just a bunch of animals, I remind myself that one of the most brilliantly frustrating authors to ever put words on paper wrote smutty letters to his “dirty little fuckbird” and had a thing for smelling farts. Seriously.
Now, I just need to wrangle my 10K comp rough draft into a sleek 6K over the next week or so.