Newsletter one hundred and one
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charlie_cochraneI need to start with a very important red-legged partridge update. They’ve not been around for a few days and Mr C was very concerned that they might have found another gaff. I suspected they might be on someone’s table, next to the apple sauce. But, lo and behold, they were back this morning, stuffing themselves with Mr C’s lawn seed. Happy sighs all round.
News
A bit frustrating because I have lots of “can’t share it yet” things to say. Like the cover art for Second Helpings, some news on Cambridge Fellows and the final details on Penzance Lit Fest. Maybe in a fortnight I’ll be able to reveal all. (Not literally. That would be an awful thing to contemplate.)
What I can share is that a few places have become available for UK Meet 2014, as we’ve had some last minute cancellations. If you’re dithering, you need to act quickly.
Here, for no reason than I feel in the mood for them, are my gentleman shapeshifters from Wolves of the West.
The chairman rapped the table with his gavel. “I bring this meeting of the Western Lycanthropes to order.” Anyone observing the handsome, studious faces around the table would have felt there was no apparent disorder to deal with. The only indications that this wasn’t some dry, departmental meeting came from the occasional, anxious glances which the participants cast at the windows, where a bank of cloud obscured the night sky. That and the fact that their clothes were neatly piled behind their chairs, ready to be claimed the next day, should it prove necessary.
“Gentlemen, we begin with a paper on the Red wolf, Canis lupus rufus.”
Rory’s mind began to wander. He’d heard many a paper–scientific, historical, literary–over the years, as the committee had sat waiting for the leaden English skies to clear. This one didn’t enthuse him. Not like the occasion when someone had presented a cogent–if only in their eyes–case that Esau had indeed been one of their brethren, which would explain the hairiness. A thesis countered by another member who’d sworn blind that Esau had been a Neanderthal. Harsh words and blows had ensued, turning to snarls and bites as the moon had broached the clouds. Things rarely got that exciting.
Well, Rory reflected, casting a surreptitious glance around the room, we’re hardly an exciting bunch. Most of his associates worked in museums or universities, although one particularly enterprising lad had secured a job behind the meat counter at Harrod’s. That was one way of mixing business and pleasure. Given that those present shared more than just the tendency to be influenced by the full moon, it might have seemed surprising that none of them were employed in the entertainment industry. Yet, while it would be easy to hide your sexual inclinations in a profession awash with the gay and eccentric, how could you take the stage as Romeo if the lunar calendar didn’t work out? You might find yourself appearing more like Chewbacca.
Inspiration
My book boat!
News
A bit frustrating because I have lots of “can’t share it yet” things to say. Like the cover art for Second Helpings, some news on Cambridge Fellows and the final details on Penzance Lit Fest. Maybe in a fortnight I’ll be able to reveal all. (Not literally. That would be an awful thing to contemplate.)
What I can share is that a few places have become available for UK Meet 2014, as we’ve had some last minute cancellations. If you’re dithering, you need to act quickly.
Here, for no reason than I feel in the mood for them, are my gentleman shapeshifters from Wolves of the West.
The chairman rapped the table with his gavel. “I bring this meeting of the Western Lycanthropes to order.” Anyone observing the handsome, studious faces around the table would have felt there was no apparent disorder to deal with. The only indications that this wasn’t some dry, departmental meeting came from the occasional, anxious glances which the participants cast at the windows, where a bank of cloud obscured the night sky. That and the fact that their clothes were neatly piled behind their chairs, ready to be claimed the next day, should it prove necessary.
“Gentlemen, we begin with a paper on the Red wolf, Canis lupus rufus.”
Rory’s mind began to wander. He’d heard many a paper–scientific, historical, literary–over the years, as the committee had sat waiting for the leaden English skies to clear. This one didn’t enthuse him. Not like the occasion when someone had presented a cogent–if only in their eyes–case that Esau had indeed been one of their brethren, which would explain the hairiness. A thesis countered by another member who’d sworn blind that Esau had been a Neanderthal. Harsh words and blows had ensued, turning to snarls and bites as the moon had broached the clouds. Things rarely got that exciting.
Well, Rory reflected, casting a surreptitious glance around the room, we’re hardly an exciting bunch. Most of his associates worked in museums or universities, although one particularly enterprising lad had secured a job behind the meat counter at Harrod’s. That was one way of mixing business and pleasure. Given that those present shared more than just the tendency to be influenced by the full moon, it might have seemed surprising that none of them were employed in the entertainment industry. Yet, while it would be easy to hide your sexual inclinations in a profession awash with the gay and eccentric, how could you take the stage as Romeo if the lunar calendar didn’t work out? You might find yourself appearing more like Chewbacca.
Inspiration
My book boat!
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Date: 2014-04-11 05:42 pm (UTC)...but then I wouldn't be able to buy as many stories, so I think I'll stick with saying "See you next year"
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