Much to feel good about this week... well, in my little world... and it isn't always so (I don't always tell you the bad stuff!).
Firstly, I survived another birthday. Had a lovely time, thank-you very much (and had a lot more cake than just the above but I like the picture... thanks to the Anchor in Johnshaven for a lovely lunch, with added, unexpected cake).
Also the new blog is working out wonderfully. So far I have posted four contributions (two from Scotland, two from New Zealand) and I have more in the inbox ready to go so please, please spread the word about this project. I think the more people post to it, quite simply, the more interesting it will get (all ages, all interests, all perspectives...). I've been wondering to myself why it felt like the right thing to do right now and I don't have one answer but I think some of it is to do with wanting to really explore the idea of what hopes and dreams are and how they help or hinder us in our daily lives. I get very tired of the reality show "it's like a dream come true"/"it's always been my dream" clichés* and the more I hear lines like that the more I wonder about what it is we really, really want (no Spice Girls reunions for a start... sorry ladies) and about what it is we really, really get too. And remember... even though most of the contributors so far have been writers this is absolutely open to all and everyone (and contributions can be in any form I can post!). Contributions can be under an alias/anonymous too... so think on. No rush either as I'm hoping this will be a long-term friend, somewhere to visit and know you'll always find something interesting to read/look at/listen to (and all previous contributions there in the archive too of course... no-one goes out of fashion in my book...).
Finally I have a poetry moment coming up in February that looks really exciting. Remember the Onion Club music cabaret event I reviewed here back in November? Well, they have another event in Arbroath on 23rd February at Hospitalfield House and myself and another poet Kevin Reid will be part of the evening too (doors 7.30, start 8pm). It's been a while since I did poetry business at an event where I know anything is allowed (indeed encouraged... this is cabaret in the true sense of the word...). So, Philip Larkin and the nipple rings... this could be the chance to dig you out and shake you all about (that poem's about to appear elsewhere too... so I believe...)! Oh, I do love those Onions... and here they are a bit closer-up than some of the other vids online:
Song is "Lady Grinning Soul" by one David Bowie.
Anyway, there is more to tell... but that will do for one blog post.
*And we only really watch one such show... what must it be like for people who watch lots of them? Maybe they enjoy clichés... we do all like different things...
8 comments:
Your poetry event sound like the ticket. Get thee some poems out and about.
Another year older seems to bring less to celebrate each year in some ways, but there's good stuff in and among and it's good to focus on that from time to time. Hugs to you x
Yes, I think it takes a while to learn how to celebrate adult birthdays... in fact I think it took me about 20 years (and a few crappy, teary ones along the way)! Now I know that I must (a) do something out of the normal routine, (b) if possible have at least one favourite person around all day (and so not be hanging about on my own thinking "it's ok, I'm not bothered, it's fine", snivel, snivel) and (c) walk somewhere (but I do that most days anyway).
This year's was a lovely one... I think I'm getting good at them now! Must write "how to get the most out of birthdays" self-help book and arrange seminars...
Not.
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Glad to hear you had more cake than just thattiny little one! Happy birthday.
I had a 3 course lunch, Weaver (haven't done that for ages!). Lovely food too.
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I'm glad you had a lovely day! My mom always made a big deal out of birthdays so it has been tough without her these last years (Mike does pretty well though). But you're right in that as adults we have to steer our own birthday ship :)
There must be a part of me that never wants to grow up because when I hear birthday, I think "Chocolate cake!"
It's because as a little girl I heard someone say, "Age is mind over matter; if you don't mind, it doesn't matter."
Which is why I celebrate birthdays with a grin and Mom still claims to be 29 and holding. :)
Hope your day was as special as you!
Happy birthday! Belatedly. :-)
Greetings from London.
Like you said, that small cake with a single candle is really cute.
Now to see your new blog :-)
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