Thursday, 14 March 2013

Dull Day.

Here I am in a reasonably good mood for once, and I have damn all to say. It’s been one of those uneventful days when my mind wandered easily into areas of reverie and reminiscence.

I remembered the editor who tried to dissuade me from using the word ‘moist’ in my little book The Gift Horse (the actual phrase was ‘moistening our hands in the May morning dew.’) She said it was redolent of a certain sort of literature, a category into which my novella certainly didn’t fit. I felt this was a bit of a cheek; it was akin to paying the Danegeld, and so I insisted that the phrase should stand. She wasn’t happy.

Apart from that, there were no stars filling the night sky tonight, just drizzle. And I had my hair cut this afternoon, rather badly in my opinion but who the hell is looking?

The only odd thing is that one of the canines in my upper teeth feels sharper to the tongue than usual. According to Bram Stoker, that isn’t a good sign.


Anonymous said...

You're turning into a real bear, don't worry.

JJ Beazley said...

Oh, good, Being a vampire always seemed insufferably tedious.

JJ Beazley said...

I noticed a bad grammatical error in this post when I came to re-read it. I'm always doing that, dammit. It's corrected now.

Anonymous said...

Why would you want to be a leech when you could be an ursine, right?

Ah, don't worry about it. I'm often correcting published posts for a day or two after I've submitted them. The important thing is that you're conscientious enough to make the correction!

JJ Beazley said...

The only thing I mustn't be is a lion. I would scare myself witless every time I leant forward to drink from a watering hole.

Which suggests a neat little story about a lion who doesn't know he's a lion and is frightened of his own reflection. Maybe he could have a streetwise mountain goat for a companion.

Anonymous said...

A streetwise mountain goat, you say? You should probably write this.

Except I would change out the goat for an impala. More authentic, hah.

JJ Beazley said...

But impalas don't seem very streetwise. Maybe a hyena.