Posts tagged writing
goodbye to sleep
i think this staying up is exactly what i need
I’ve spent all these years looking for somewhere to call home, where I could wrap myself cozy-warm in security and let the teeming unsureness inside of me sit quiet. I’ve looked for it in the bottom of bottles, under autumn leaf-fall, in the press of bodies and music in a smoky crowded venue, between the lines of a thousand books. Home is the freckles on your shoulders, the curve of hip, the point of nose; home is your hand tucked under your chin as you read, your toes hooked around mine as I’m falling asleep; home is this bed with the rain pouring down and a book in my hand and you sleeping with your head on my shoulder. ‘Home is where the heart is’ is so unbelievably cliche, but cliche isn’t synonymous for wrong.
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Stories never really end…even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don’t end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.
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The trouble with bus travel is that getting home takes a bleeding eternity. Still got to make it through Oklahoma, a smidge of Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. All I want to do is get home, eat a burrito, take a shower and cuddle my boy for approximately sixteen straight hours. Come on, Greyhound, get me home.
I stopped off on the way to Cardiff on Wednesday and had lunch with Terry Pratchett. This is us on Hallowe’en, in Terry’s study, twenty four years after we wrote Good Omens.
Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice.
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I am a bad tumblr-ite.
I have abandoned my tumblr for these two reasons:
One! The novel I am working on takes precedence.
Two! My laptop is essentially an electric paperweight. It is old beyond words and tumblr is one of the sites it has a hard time handling now. Supposedly I am getting a newww laptop for Christmas, and if so I will try and be a better tumblr.
I don’t know if anyone who follows me actually gives even one-half of a fuck (I won’t be insulted if you don’t, nor am I fishing for reassurance that you do) but just in case! I’m not dead, if you were worrying, and I hope that everything is lovely with each and every one of you.
- Kel
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cheers, darling.
I’ve been being a terrible tumblr, letting my queue do all the work while I try to make my life make a little more sense. Please don’t love me any less, tumblr-folk.
I completely forgot to go to group therapy today. I didn’t avoid going or play hooky or anything…I literally just completely forgot to go.
I think I’m on films for that ten-day challenge.
Three films I will watch over and over:
3. Boondock Saints
2. Romeo + Juliet
1. Titanic.
Three films I have seen recently
3. Definitely, Maybe
2. Wristcutters
1. Trainspotting