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Since I have to write a synopsis of The Mirador today, and since synopsis-writing is an activity which I both hate and am incredibly bad at, I'm going to issue an open invitation:
Tell me something about yourself.
It's an invitation, obviously--nothing even as strong as a request--so if you don't want to, no harm, no foul. But if you'd like to (and this applies as much to the people I know as the people I don't) ... tell me something. Make it as long or as short, as serious or as goofy as you want. If you are a reader who doesn't have a LiveJournal account, that's totally cool, too--just please remember to sign your comment.
::waves to everybody::
Since I have to write a synopsis of The Mirador today, and since synopsis-writing is an activity which I both hate and am incredibly bad at, I'm going to issue an open invitation:
Tell me something about yourself.
It's an invitation, obviously--nothing even as strong as a request--so if you don't want to, no harm, no foul. But if you'd like to (and this applies as much to the people I know as the people I don't) ... tell me something. Make it as long or as short, as serious or as goofy as you want. If you are a reader who doesn't have a LiveJournal account, that's totally cool, too--just please remember to sign your comment.
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Date: 2006-07-21 04:12 pm (UTC)Ah, but what can I tell you about me? Writer, cat-lover, queer, cook: and the greatest of these is - well, probably cook, actually. It's the one I do best. My books and my cats have all been heterodox, which I think must be my fault; and I'm inveterately single, so QED on that one.
I met Tolkien one time, that's a thing to say, but I say it too often. And I was in correspondence with Mary Renault when she died, but that's actually relevant today, because her Alexander dies on account of drinking wine when he has a fever; I'm not sure if this is an accurate diagnosis, but I'm going downstairs now to make the experiment. I've got to do something useful today, so I'm going to open a bottle of wine and sit at table with manuscript and scribble, scribble. Come tomorrow, if I'm found slumped dead across said table - well, tell them I died like Alexander.
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Date: 2006-07-21 04:17 pm (UTC)That's marvelous. What were you in correspondence about?
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Date: 2006-07-21 04:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-21 04:47 pm (UTC)It's certainly the only one that's ever reprinted regularly. My copies of Return to Night and The Friendly Young Ladies are all battered and archaic, and I've never been able to find some of the others outside of libraries.
I'm still surprised that The Charioteer hasn't been made into a film.
and a couple of hours after the letter arrived, my dad phoned to say that she'd just died.
Wow. As anecdotes go . . .
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Date: 2006-07-21 05:11 pm (UTC)Yes, me too. It would make a wonderful film if it were done with sufficient care. (Although a bad film version of The Charioteer might make me lose the will to live...)
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Date: 2006-07-21 05:15 pm (UTC)Yes. Do not remind me of Oliver Stone's Alexander. (I watched it with friends as a double feature with Kingdom of Heaven. We must have been suicidal.) I kept feeling that one of the scriptwriters must have read just enough of Fire from Heaven and The Persian Boy to bastardize them both. It hurt. So much.
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Date: 2006-07-21 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-21 05:25 pm (UTC)Honestly, I like the novels better than the biography . . .
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Date: 2006-07-21 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-21 05:44 pm (UTC)Condolences!