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Nov. 2nd, 2002 09:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jakebe
I voted yesterday. It felt good.
Also responded to a![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dracono's LiveJournal post about not understanding liberals. I really don't speak my mind about personal political views too much online, since I've been frustrated by it in the past, but I felt I did a good job with this, even if certain skunks or rabbits would agree. >:) Response is here.
I've gotten quite a bit done yesterday! I finished the character sketches for ??Salvation?? so they're all sent to Potoroo. I wrote Boomer Express for the month of November, I voted (as I mentioned earlier) and I got to see "Rent" at the Walton Arts Center. I still don't have an official word count for Love In War but I plan on changing that today. My official goal for today: 5250 words.
I still have to send an e-mail toblackfeather, so we can bond and commiserate over the whole NaNoWriMo experience.
Also responded to a
dracono's LiveJournal post about not understanding liberals. I really don't speak my mind about personal political views too much online, since I've been frustrated by it in the past, but I felt I did a good job with this, even if certain skunks or rabbits would agree. >:) Response is here.I've gotten quite a bit done yesterday! I finished the character sketches for ??Salvation?? so they're all sent to Potoroo. I wrote Boomer Express for the month of November, I voted (as I mentioned earlier) and I got to see "Rent" at the Walton Arts Center. I still don't have an official word count for Love In War but I plan on changing that today. My official goal for today: 5250 words.
I still have to send an e-mail to
blackfeather, so we can bond and commiserate over the whole NaNoWriMo experience. [Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<:)>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.]
I voted yesterday. It felt good.
Also responded to a <user site="livejournal.com" user="Dracono">'s LiveJournal post about not understanding liberals. I really don't speak my mind about personal political views too much online, since I've been frustrated by it in the past, but I felt I did a good job with this, even if certain skunks or rabbits would agree. >:) Response is <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=dracono&itemid=17665&thread=9473#t9473">here.</a>
I've gotten quite a bit done yesterday! I finished the character sketches for ??Salvation?? so they're all sent to Potoroo. I wrote Boomer Express for the month of November, I voted (as I mentioned earlier) and I got to see "Rent" at the Walton Arts Center. I still don't have an official word count for <i>Love In War</i> but I plan on changing that today. My official goal for today: 5250 words.
I still have to send an e-mail to <user site="livejournal.com" user="blackfeather">, so we can bond and commiserate over the whole NaNoWriMo experience. <:)
Anyway, how did "Rent" go?
First off, let me say how wonderful a show I thought it was. I wasn't quite sure what to expect by the time the first actor appeared on stage, and I was really, really impressed with the way it came off. I guess when they say 'rock opera' they mean it; the actors were singing for just about the entire two-hour production. That, combined with really impressive physicality and choreography, made the entire show. There was truly impressive singing...so much so that I often thought that the actors just *might* be lip-syncing. There's no way *that* guy could have lifted *that* girl without grunting or *something*...that sort of thing. It was truly remarkable, and I fully intend on buying the soundtrack and learning every word. I wish I were a musical actor, suddenly. <:)
The tickets were all sold out by the time I found out it was this weekend, so I had to sit in line for two hours and wait for a special batch of 20 first- and second-row seats for $20. It wasn't all bad, I read the first five or six chapters of <i>Tamsin</i> while I waited. Peter Beagle's got a pretty...intriguing style that reminds me quite a bit of the random style of conversation Eliahn likes so much. No wonder he likes him. :D
Anyway, I was sandwiched between two lesbian couples, oddly enough, one young and one old. Both of them had this...energy, that I can only describe as comfort...you know, the kind of comfort that comes from just knowing someone, fitting with them so deeply that you can have entire conversations without saying anything. Being buffered by such a...contented aura on either side made me feel like a void. I think it's the first time in a long time that I really *missed* being in a relationship, and I felt alone. Not depressively alone, nothing angsty. Just...wow, I really *am* by myself.
I also set next to one lesbian pair throughout the performance. I...don't know what to say about the play itself, except that it struck that one chord with me, that romantic, idealistic chord that believes in love and relationships and the sheer, heartbreaking, terrific *beauty* that true love just...emanates. There were moments when the energy and the emotion was so pure it...hurt. But in a good way. :)
I went home with Don, the Bookshop's owner. We didn't talk much on the ride home; I just didn't quite know what to say...losing someone you love really deeply has to be one of the most painful things I can imagine, and he lost his wife recently. I'm trying to figure out if he's really over it now, or if he's just putting on a game face. He certainly *seems* lonely; maybe I should invite him to a Beating one weekend, if I thought he could go for that sort of thing. <:)
Hmm, breakfast sounds good right about now. I might call up Joey and Rozberk to see if they want to go out, then come back here and write until tonight.
NaNoWriMo begins. Wish me luck!
Also responded to a <user site="livejournal.com" user="Dracono">'s LiveJournal post about not understanding liberals. I really don't speak my mind about personal political views too much online, since I've been frustrated by it in the past, but I felt I did a good job with this, even if certain skunks or rabbits would agree. >:) Response is <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=dracono&itemid=17665&thread=9473#t9473">here.</a>
I've gotten quite a bit done yesterday! I finished the character sketches for ??Salvation?? so they're all sent to Potoroo. I wrote Boomer Express for the month of November, I voted (as I mentioned earlier) and I got to see "Rent" at the Walton Arts Center. I still don't have an official word count for <i>Love In War</i> but I plan on changing that today. My official goal for today: 5250 words.
I still have to send an e-mail to <user site="livejournal.com" user="blackfeather">, so we can bond and commiserate over the whole NaNoWriMo experience. <:)
Anyway, how did "Rent" go?
First off, let me say how wonderful a show I thought it was. I wasn't quite sure what to expect by the time the first actor appeared on stage, and I was really, really impressed with the way it came off. I guess when they say 'rock opera' they mean it; the actors were singing for just about the entire two-hour production. That, combined with really impressive physicality and choreography, made the entire show. There was truly impressive singing...so much so that I often thought that the actors just *might* be lip-syncing. There's no way *that* guy could have lifted *that* girl without grunting or *something*...that sort of thing. It was truly remarkable, and I fully intend on buying the soundtrack and learning every word. I wish I were a musical actor, suddenly. <:)
The tickets were all sold out by the time I found out it was this weekend, so I had to sit in line for two hours and wait for a special batch of 20 first- and second-row seats for $20. It wasn't all bad, I read the first five or six chapters of <i>Tamsin</i> while I waited. Peter Beagle's got a pretty...intriguing style that reminds me quite a bit of the random style of conversation Eliahn likes so much. No wonder he likes him. :D
Anyway, I was sandwiched between two lesbian couples, oddly enough, one young and one old. Both of them had this...energy, that I can only describe as comfort...you know, the kind of comfort that comes from just knowing someone, fitting with them so deeply that you can have entire conversations without saying anything. Being buffered by such a...contented aura on either side made me feel like a void. I think it's the first time in a long time that I really *missed* being in a relationship, and I felt alone. Not depressively alone, nothing angsty. Just...wow, I really *am* by myself.
I also set next to one lesbian pair throughout the performance. I...don't know what to say about the play itself, except that it struck that one chord with me, that romantic, idealistic chord that believes in love and relationships and the sheer, heartbreaking, terrific *beauty* that true love just...emanates. There were moments when the energy and the emotion was so pure it...hurt. But in a good way. :)
I went home with Don, the Bookshop's owner. We didn't talk much on the ride home; I just didn't quite know what to say...losing someone you love really deeply has to be one of the most painful things I can imagine, and he lost his wife recently. I'm trying to figure out if he's really over it now, or if he's just putting on a game face. He certainly *seems* lonely; maybe I should invite him to a Beating one weekend, if I thought he could go for that sort of thing. <:)
Hmm, breakfast sounds good right about now. I might call up Joey and Rozberk to see if they want to go out, then come back here and write until tonight.
NaNoWriMo begins. Wish me luck!
