Ra Last of the Holidays!
1:10p.m.
Back to work tomorrow. What joy! It's only a half time job and even I should be able to cope with that. I see the year ahead working out something like this ... well, I don't expect I'll get an agent and I don't really expect to make any money at all from writing anymore. But I've got a novel to finish. I've got the first draft already and will start the first re-write this week sometime. I expect it'll be finished next summer. Since it has been rejected already, more or less, by over 300 agents in Britain before it was even written, then I'm pretty sure, when it's finished, I'll just stick it on my webpage.
So that's the writing business sorted out!
This holiday really has been a bit disturbing on the old meditation front. Had a great big week's meditation down at the Samye, but back here among the flatheids I couldn't sustain the momentum. But when I get back to my normal routine, it's all there. I've just got to get back the discipline and put in the hours.
I'm in trouble socially really since no one I know meditates and they all have bad habits I'm trying to get rid off. Also, I haven't got enough money to socialise. What I'd like to do in future is what I did when round seeing Froggie McDuck and his family on Friday. I had four bottles of ale, but I'll have to stop that and take along the noise blockers instead. Anyway, the juju worked even after four bottles of beer. Just take a few deep breaths. Ra bliss and ra heat commences. Your eyeballs might roll up to the top of your head and certain distortions might appear on the handsome visoge.
The domestic bliss tugs my arm when I do this. Maybe it's not nicety nice. You're not really engaging with the flatheids when you do this, but it's not my fault that they've chosen to be mentally handicapped. If they can't fill their bodies with bliss, it's not my fault. Honest.
The perfect holiday for next year. The other people who live here go away somewhere. I spent a fortnight in the lobby. I've got a sleeping bag. There's the toilet at the end and the kitchen half way along. If you've got the noise blockers on, you don't hear much since there's no traffic noise there really. After a couple of days, what an amazing time you could have!
Meditate, blog, meditate. Back to the lobby. They're all out today. Paula Radcliffe is first in the world championships for the marathon. By the time I stop in the lobby the next time, I expect she'll have been overtaken. I ran a marathon once in 3hours 33 minutes. She'd still beat me!
Paula Radcliffe won. Good. I went out and ran for a few miles, and fell over, but didn't hurt myself really.
1101 visits from the Masai Warriors and robots so far.
Back to work tomorrow. What joy! It's only a half time job and even I should be able to cope with that. I see the year ahead working out something like this ... well, I don't expect I'll get an agent and I don't really expect to make any money at all from writing anymore. But I've got a novel to finish. I've got the first draft already and will start the first re-write this week sometime. I expect it'll be finished next summer. Since it has been rejected already, more or less, by over 300 agents in Britain before it was even written, then I'm pretty sure, when it's finished, I'll just stick it on my webpage.
So that's the writing business sorted out!
This holiday really has been a bit disturbing on the old meditation front. Had a great big week's meditation down at the Samye, but back here among the flatheids I couldn't sustain the momentum. But when I get back to my normal routine, it's all there. I've just got to get back the discipline and put in the hours.
I'm in trouble socially really since no one I know meditates and they all have bad habits I'm trying to get rid off. Also, I haven't got enough money to socialise. What I'd like to do in future is what I did when round seeing Froggie McDuck and his family on Friday. I had four bottles of ale, but I'll have to stop that and take along the noise blockers instead. Anyway, the juju worked even after four bottles of beer. Just take a few deep breaths. Ra bliss and ra heat commences. Your eyeballs might roll up to the top of your head and certain distortions might appear on the handsome visoge.
The domestic bliss tugs my arm when I do this. Maybe it's not nicety nice. You're not really engaging with the flatheids when you do this, but it's not my fault that they've chosen to be mentally handicapped. If they can't fill their bodies with bliss, it's not my fault. Honest.
The perfect holiday for next year. The other people who live here go away somewhere. I spent a fortnight in the lobby. I've got a sleeping bag. There's the toilet at the end and the kitchen half way along. If you've got the noise blockers on, you don't hear much since there's no traffic noise there really. After a couple of days, what an amazing time you could have!
Meditate, blog, meditate. Back to the lobby. They're all out today. Paula Radcliffe is first in the world championships for the marathon. By the time I stop in the lobby the next time, I expect she'll have been overtaken. I ran a marathon once in 3hours 33 minutes. She'd still beat me!
Paula Radcliffe won. Good. I went out and ran for a few miles, and fell over, but didn't hurt myself really.
1101 visits from the Masai Warriors and robots so far.
posted by Hotboy at 1:06 PM
4 Comments:
About tuning out while in the company of flatheids.
When walking the dogs with Stu and Panda and the great love of my life (other than the hound), I find it pays to walk ahead with the dogs, since their conversation is way better plus they get up to interesting stuff.
I used to get whining accusations from the trailing humans, but they soon gave up when I put on the headphones and they realised I couldn't hear them over the music.
Nowadays they happily talk amongst themselves. Another win-win situation.
I say, old bean - have you heard about this spiffing new website that allows one to publish one's books and retail them as required? Saw it mentioned in The Times the other day. No set-up feas and no minimum order. Its http://www.lulu.com/uk.
Might even dust off my old travel journals and submit them.
MM III
First see if they can publish the T-shirts.
Dear Robmcj,
Bit confused. The sundowners seem to have hit in rather quickly ce soir.
Are you interested in a Menzies Milngavie III T-shirt?
MM III
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