Monthly Archives: August 2006

Farmutshet

The Editor and I are feeling a little wrung out after yesterday’s exceedingly long post. So we are dedicating the afternoon to frolicking about looking for new blogs to make friends with. And, err, washing up. Before the sink disappears … Continue reading

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Whatever it is that I’ve been doing all morning

I have on several occasions already remarked on Mr Fry’s The Ode Less Travelled, through which my Novice Accomplice (who never ‘did’ poetry) and I are wending at glacial speed. We need a good two hours a session – one … Continue reading

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Sestina lente

(I just crack myself up, really I do). This is the long-awaited sestina that has been driving me nuts since May. I wrote the first two verses, made up all the tables of end-word shifts, realised I’d screwed up the … Continue reading

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The coffee’s gone cold. Again.

Back in June I posted about the agonistics feeding the blog. Here we are again, sitting about, staring at the screen, fiddling about with iTunes, trawling through other people’s blogs in search of inspiration, writing a sentence, glaring at it, … Continue reading

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Drat

I was, honest to God I was, working away at a very technical and clever post about poetry, revising of, with insights into exactly how much muttering and counting on one’s fingers it actually takes, and here we are within … Continue reading

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Pointless retrospective moment – send wine

I have been blogging for six months now. Over six months. It is indeed a sobering thought, and yes, I am feeling rather uninebriated. Twenty-five weeks of yakking happily on [and whinging. And procrastinating - Ed]. Oh, very well, that … Continue reading

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Mount Unreasonable

Where have I been? What do you mean, where have I been? Here, obviously. Moping. Oh, you mean why haven’t I been blogging like a good little blog-keeper for – let me check the sidebar – ah. Quite a few … Continue reading

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Coffee triolet. Café-au-lait?

Right. As Reed has utterly humiliated herself, and me, with the above stupid pun, I am taking over this post. Reed, go and make the coffee. What drove the first of us to try This bitter, dark, and devilish drink? … Continue reading

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How to… write in public

I was stranded in a café without a book earlier this week. I was considering expiring from boredom when I remembered the large black notebook and biro in my bag. So I duly fished them out and wrote (what? Oh, … Continue reading

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Nothing to see here

I am working on three different posts for your delectation. I am hoping to have them all done, dusted and readable over the weekend [Hah - Ed]. However I am having trouble sticking to the subject in hand [Oh God! … Continue reading

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