Day 315: Sweet Dreams Are Made Of Thees

A spoonful of mental

Oooh, now. The flat I just saw could be good. There's lime green and orange in the kitchen. It's a start! And there's a lot of space, which is nice. It's not top floor and there's no dog yet, but it could be good. And it's in Muswell Hill, so I'll keep my thighs and my pond chops over the winter if I take it, and I'll be just around the corner from Ruth (very practical - it will be nice to be able to drop by). It's not cheap, but it's affordable. I can do it if the bill estimates are pretty close to those promised. Nice person I met so far. Others still to meet. And you never know - Newbould Guardians might hit me with an offer pretty soon too. Who knows? And if neither works out, then there'll be something else (a loft with a mezzanine, studio space to make masks, rehearsal space, dogs, lovely people, wifi flowing like water, a washing machine, ALL KINDS OF BRILLIANT THINGS). All at a price I can really easily afford. That's good, isn't it? It is.

Maybe I/we need to hire work-only warehouse space in town, for classes, rehearsals, studioness. That could work. 

Grateful for an email sent after 10pm to offer me a day's work that I really need. A day's work that covers three days I just cancelled for a set of reasons, including a clash of dates for something I'm feel like I can't afford to pass up and the feeling in my belly, which clearly gave me the answer. I like very much that this job has come and replaced it. There are also clashes, but this time I need to change what I had planned to do and say yes to this. My belly says so and I'm listening to my belly. 

Grateful for the mutual check-out call with a potential new coach. Whether or not we decide to work together, I SHALL go to capoeira, I SHALL do life drawing and life drawing modelling and I SHALL start a new blog. I talked to Our Face today. She made some great suggestions for the new blog. One is that as well as one-off pieces, I can do stories that carry on. For example, if I were to do a 7-day cycle of creative writing, with one post every night, I could do a poem on a Saturday and a Wednesday, for example (form tbc), a short piece with a particular prose focus on a Friday. On Mondays, I could do story 1, Tuesdays story 2 and Thursdays story 3. I can do installments. And what about a cartoon strip on Sundays. 

Pretend you never saw the last box, and draw/write 5 options

There was an exercise that Keith Johnstone suggested where you take a 4-box newspaper comic strip and cut the final box off without ever looking at it. Then you create 5 different final boxes, including captions. I could do that. I'd stay interested. The stories could go on until they're finished. If I wanted to do form, Mondays could be a three-part series, Tuesdays a 7-stage story and Thursdays unlimited - it ends when it's finished and a new one starts. The thing is, they don't have to be good. That's absolutely the point. They don't have to be good. They just have to be done. Like this blog. There's no pressure to make it funny or insightful or poetic or meaningful in any way. It's just what comes and I'm grateful for it (oh, how very meta). 

Puns are okay if there's a song

Been having pretty strange dreams since I started reading a book about the language/symbols of dreams, myths and fairytales. They've been extreme. I like them. Here's to more. Bring on the stilton. Bring on the stories.