Tonight I stood in the doorway of Scorpio on Saddler Street in Durham, playing my sax, busking. I played for about 90 minutes.
There were moments when, looking down toward the Elvet Bridge, seeing the lights glittering in shop windows, people walking by, students carrying wine and dressed in Hallowe’en disguises, I felt I was catching a glimpse of something magical. And I was providing a soundtrack.
Saddler Street is well over a thousand years old, the Norman castle and cathedral at the top barely younger, even the cobbles are ancient; Elvet Bridge is young at eight hundred years old. The narrow buildings and multi-paned glass windows, the strange outfits and the air of odd rightness made me feel like I was busking in Diagon alley.
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I watched a few Cary Grant movies from the 50s and 60s the last couple of weeks: to Catch a Thief, an Affair to Remember and Indiscreet. I love the acting, and the scripts are smart and funny, but my favourite movie featuring Grant is His Girl Friday, which has some of the most entertaining dialogue I’ve ever heard.
HGF even features a variation on the “It’ll do til the real one comes along” meme that pops up everywhere in movies and TV (and I intend to use at some point).
It’s put me in the mood for some Tracy/Hepburn.
Recently, I’ve set aside old conversations, dismantled old paradigms and jettisoned out-of-date baggage. Creativity and a clear mind benefits from striving for less, rather than endlessly attempting to achieve more.
It’s not perfect, and I’ll continue to make mistakes in my choices and decisions and behaviours, but life’s direction grows simpler, more wholesome.
I glanced at a picture of Albert Einstein a moment ago and for some reason my brain told me it was Doctor Who. Obviously not, I told myself a moment later, Einstein is not the Doctor.
Then I thought, hmmm…or is he?
Either way, here’s Albert with the last word:
The Baptist: a novella about angels, demons, hotels and ordinary things. Free Amazon download 25 – 29 October.
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What do you do when the psycho-killer who broke your heart turns up after a nine year absence? Why is he here? Who has he come to kill?
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girl meets boy – boy is psycho killer.
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Completed the edit of both Grendel and Stateless yesterday.
They’re both short, fractured, fitz-novels of around 100 pages, so there wasn’t a huge amount to do.
I redid the Grendel cover using the original Lucas design. Can’t find her cover for Stateless though, which is a pain, but will look for it on the newly-rediscovered x-HD.
Gav sent me a link to a programme that turns pdfs into word documents – I was hoping to get hold of my old manuscripts from kindle and fix them up a bit. But it didn’t work very well.
The good news is, however, I might have located all my old manuscripts. Great. I can tidy up all the annoying typos and errors on the stuff I already have on kindle, and then I can properly forget about them knowing they’re as good as they can be.
Except they’re stored on a DVD and my new Mac doesn’t have a DVD drive.
So I’ll have to dig out the old macbook, which to be fair lasted me eight or nine years ’til it finally collapsed. Then I need to copy the documents from the DVD to the old Mac. Then email them to myself. That is, if the documents are actually on the disk.
So, all good then.
edit: found them on an ex-HD hidden amongst about 3000 other documents… zzzzzzzzz