How does it feel to treat me like you do?
Listening to the BBC iPlayer repeat of last night’s BBC 6music Gideon Coe radio show I heard him say that yesterday (January 19th 2009) is the most depressing day of the year.
Well that would explain yesterday’s blogging wouldn’t it ?
Of course let’s not make a drama out of a crisis eh Daily Mail ? The sky is falling !
It’s a good thing I don’t pay attention to the radio (other than to listen to proper music shows after they’ve been broadcast…) or I might not have bothered getting out of bed yesterday.
Last night I picked up “Tunesmith” by Jimmy Webb again and got back into it.
When I tried reading it a few months ago I found it a bit wordy. Now it feels more substantive (is that a word you’ve ever heard me use ? I doubt it).
He writes about the space a writer uses to be creative. I have found that space. The problem is that , like Webb, I can’t share that physical space with anyone else while I’m writing.
(And before you say anything … that’s where the comparison between me and Jimmy Webb ends)
It sent me to sleep with the strains of ‘Galveston’ ringing in my head and dreams of Ivor Novellos.
Could be worse … could’ve been ‘MacArthur Park’ because it was cold last night and the cake would have frozen…
Cheerful as always. 🙂 I\’d like to drop by your office, commenting on this. I am sure you\’d appreciate it enormously.
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yes, a random drive-by laugh attack would do it alright
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