Saturday

[tamaranth]

Life's good. I've spoken a single sentence aloud so far today: "Return to Thorpe Bay, please": I did also thank the ticket clerk and the supermarket assistant. I'm on the beach, it's gloriously hot and because it's a Saturday there's yacht racing to watch, out in the estuary: the starting gun just fired. I've been swimming, and spotted one very dead jellyfish. (Best sort: I'm phobic about the things and wouldn't have made it into the water if I'd seen the nasty blue bastard first). I've had smoked turkey and fresh bread, and some locally-grown greengages. I'm listening to some nice organ music - Bach, I'm fairly sure - on Radio 3, and I'm just about to open a can of beer and settle down to write some light, fluffy fiction.

I'm in love with life. I sat on the train grinning until my face hurt because it's a beautiful day: because Caruso, redubbed a couple of years back with the Vienna Philharmonic, still sounds as though he was singing in a bath: because I wrote something that made me laugh out loud: because this summer isn't last summer, or the summer before: because I was congratulated, last night, on leading the way to a restaurant in Central London where the food was excellent and we didn't have to wait for a table for ten: because I can talk about creative blocks and how to release them with a graphic artist, and we are communicating about a comparable experience.

I just mention all this to counteract the popular representation of me as a miserable git who's hiding away under a stone, or a black cloud, or something.

Must stop writing briefly. The keyboard's getting too hot for comfort.

Comments

[tamaranth.livejournal.com]

hmm, just to add that this was written yesterday on the beach (from which I have quite astonishingly one-side sunburn) and only uploaded today because I didn't bother firing up the PC when I got home. Must get this remote link thingy working. How hard can it be.

Me too

[green-amber.livejournal.com]

Yes, sounds fab. And I think part of my joy in this trip is that it is NOT last July ot the one before that. I was thinking about this by the pool today..

Everyone's at the beach all of a sudden. I guess the summer's improved huh??

Your postcard is in the post!!!

[fishlifter.livejournal.com]

gloriously hot

Weird woman. Have you not seen everyone -- people and cats alike -- collapsing prostrate from the heat over in gummitch's LJ?

I'm also pleased it's not last summer, although it had its moments. And definitely not the summer before that. Unfortunately it is still this summer, and I'm very, very sick of it and all its works. (I know you find this incomprehensible. But just don't get me started on exactly why I hate summer, or I will bring everyone down who's unaccountably enjoying it.)

Delighted to hear you're having a good time, though. Even if you are very strange.

[hawkida.livejournal.com]

What the hell was wrong with last summer? I mean, I can't even REMEMBER last summer let alone get all enthusiastic about how now isn't then. Did I miss something monumental?

[tamaranth.livejournal.com]

Nothing monumental, just personal stuff. Mind you, I posted a bit too soon!

... Present company excepted of course, but life would be so much simpler and more enjoyable if it weren't for the people in it*.

*and if that makes anyone reading this squirm, good

Non-squirmy

[fishlifter.livejournal.com]

My conscience is clear. Although that may just mean I am deeply insensitive...

[fishlifter.livejournal.com]

Yep, personal stuff for me too. Weather had its grim moments of being hot and sticky as well, but that's summer for you...

Curuosity from elsewhere.

[suaveswede.livejournal.com]

Note that that you mentioned KJ Parkers Shadow wich was quite good. Now what did you think of the sequal,Pattern ? I felt it was good in parts but way to long. This as i felt it was quite a bit of an uphill effort to read. The sequal to Sean Russels The One Kingdom ,The Isle of Battle was a breaze. It was also just about as good as the first one.