Tue, Jan. 3rd, 2012, 05:52 pm
Over at mirabehn
's journal there is currently a New Year's love meme
going on; I have a post up there, because sometimes a gentleman appreciates ego-stroking, and I encourage all those feeling a little low on the self-esteem to go and contribute and post and stuff.
You know. Unless you don't want to.
Have been making the rounds of shrines over the last few days - I will do a more detailed post about stuff before I go back to university. I will.
Sat, Dec. 3rd, 2011, 03:07 pm
It's been a rough month for me and mine. I have started to settle in properly in Kyoto, I have seen some beautiful things and met some lovely people, and I am tired, stressed out and run-down. I have spent most of the past three days asleep, and if it weren't for the fact that I think I'm probably sleeping too much I might still be in bed now.
But! For the purposes of me not just complaining all the damned time, here is a nice thing that happened yesterday:
I was in the kitchen making myself some dinner (actually that in itself was a nice thing, words cannot express the enjoyment I got from that steak) and I ran into one of the guys who lives in my building. He said hello, how are you, I haven't seen you in about a month (I've had a cup of tea and a chat with him before). And I said yeah, I've been locked in my room for most of this month, writing a novel.
He asked about the novel. We talked about literature for a while - he said he'd studied Russian literature, was a big fan of Tolstoy and recommended that I read some, and was currently reading Crime and Punishment
again; I said I wasn't a huge fan of that book, and we talked about that for a while. He asked to read something of mine sometime. And then he said that he wished he could write novels; if he hadn't decided to devote his time to political science, he'd be doing that instead. I said I've been writing for as long as I can remember. (I did not tell him that my confidence in my writing has pretty much shattered of late; I haven't stopped, but nothing's coming out right. It's like trying to do calligraphy with a broken hand.)
He gave me two Kitkats. "Then you deserve a chocolate," he said. "That one's for writing, and that one's for always writing."
Then he wished me a good night and left.
Now I have two Kitkats, and I feel a little better about myself.
Tue, Oct. 11th, 2011, 11:37 am
Let's talk about books for a second, shall we?( Some incoherent ramblings about Fingersmith. Spoilers, logically enough, for George R.R. Martin's A Clash Of Kings.Collapse )
Anyway, I'm off to class. Feel free to, um, leave me recommendations for good lesbian fiction in the comments, classic or contemporary. Or just good books in general. (Please note that I will definitely give preference to books I can download on the Kindle; ordering paper books right now is not a luxury I have or can afford to acquire until about July next year, sadly.)
Sat, Oct. 8th, 2011, 12:23 am
[SCENE: A brightly-lit classroom, its capacity greater than the number of students it contains. At the front, a chalkboard, on which the teacher is writing out Japanese verb conjugations. The clock ticks. The class dozes.
A buzzer goes.]TEACHER:
Alright, guys, fifteen-minute break! See you back here afterwards.*
file out, stretching, settling into conversation. Camera focuses briefly on the TEACHER
, now erasing the chalk from the board.
Cut back to the classroom. STUDENTS
are starting to filter back into the classroom, among them REI
, clutching a cup of coffee in each hand and her purse under her arm. She starts to speak, but is interrupted by a noise coming from a small green box set into the wall.]REI
: Is that...?
[Heads begin to turn. Camera slowly pans back to TEACHER
, who is now patiently vacuuming the dust off the chalkboard eraser. With the box. Set into the wall.]REI:
[sinking slowly back into her seat admist a chorus of muttering] ...wow. [scrambling for appropriate Japanese vocabulary] す...すごい！TEACHER:
...is it? What, do...do they not have these where you come from?
[END.]*This scene takes place in the Japanese language class in a university in Kyoto, so our teacher wasn't actually speaking English; I have translated for the benefit of my audience, and also to spare myself the embarrassment of forgetting exactly what she said in the original language.
Tue, May. 17th, 2011, 06:04 pm
Yoinked from theviciouspixie
, because it was a procrastination exercise that only took five minutes. Hi! I haven't changed much since the last time I did a meme like this one.
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Sat, May. 7th, 2011, 05:03 pm
I'm still here! It is exam term, when my posting should really be dropping off, but then I haven't updated in about three months and there's plenty of procrastinating to be done, so I figured I might have a stab at reviving this thing rather than just using it to read my friendslist and STALK ALL OF MY FRIENDS*.
I am terrified of all of my exams and a bit generally mopey about the whole thing, because my concentration kind of fell off last term (for legitimate reasons, but that doesn't make it less scary) although I'm sure if I were in any danger of failing the year somebody would have told me by now. I am going to see my DoS on Tuesday and make high-pitched noises at her until she says something reassuring. But I am expecting a rionaleonhart
within the next couple of days and it will be nice to have her around, not least because then I will have somebody to watch Glee
with. Also Waterloo Road
, because flatmate-tron hates it. I am looking forward to it.
Other things I am looking forward to: Food festival tonight! I get a free Korean dinner. Sadly this means I will miss Doctor Who
, but...free food! It is going to be delicious.
To come later: Hopefully a more coherent update, plus a series of ramblings about my forays into trying to read romance novels. (More on that later. Yes, it was a stupid idea. No, I'm not giving up just yet.)
*please note: not actually stalking all of my friends.
Rowan's funeral will be held at East Sheen cemetery on Tuesday March 1st, at 2.00PM. The wake afterwards will be at the Petersham Hotel, if I remember rightly. Anybody who wishes to come to either or both of those things is absolutely welcome to. It isn't necessary to wear black; a friend of Rowan's remembers her saying once that she wouldn't have wanted everybody in black at her funeral.
Rowan's parents have asked that in lieu of flowers, people make donations to Comic Relief.
As ever, if anybody wants to get in touch with me or Rowan's parents for any reason, please PM or otherwise contact me as makes you most comfortable.
The police have checked the CCTV for both Sunningdale and Egham stations. There was nothing to be found from the Sunningdale ones - apparently Rowan was too far down the platform - but around 6PM they entered Egham station and got straight on a train. The accident took place at 6.30PM.
I know I've posted a request like this before, and I'm grateful to those of you who got back to me and sorry to be troubling you with another. But I'm asked to tell you all that if anybody has any
information - anything at all - as to what Rowan's whereabouts were between 2PM and 6PM on Tuesday February 8th, please get in touch with Darren Bates on 02079023267. Anything you can tell him could be helpful.
Thank you all for your kind comments on my last post and elsewhere, on other people's posts, on Facebook if you've posted something there. It's so lovely to see such warmth towards Rowan, and I know it has been a comfort to her family.
There will be an informal gathering in Richmond Park, a place Rowan loved, on Saturday afternoon. We'll meet at the Richmond Gate (map: http://www.pembroke-lodge.co.uk/images/map.gif) at
2.00PM. Anybody who wants to come - who knew Rowan, online or off, and wants to come together with other people who did and share memories of her, is absolutely welcome. A comment on this post to let me know would be nice, but it's not necessary.
There's supposed to be clear weather on Saturday, so the plan is to find a spot in the park, talk, perhaps play some music (a couple of us will be bringing stringed instruments; please feel free to bring whatever you feel is right for you). There isn't much of a specific plan, but we'll likely retire to one of the pubs near Richmond Park once it gets dark, so if you want to show up later then that's fine too; PM me for my mobile number if you don't have it, so that you can text me when you're close and I can tell you where we are.
Please spread the word, invite anybody you think might want to be there.
Wed, Feb. 9th, 2011, 09:43 am
Some of you knew thrennion
. Some of you might have known her as Rowan, or Phoebe. A few of us knew her as Mouse, because back when I first met her she was going by the name of Naus and it sounded sort of like that and sometimes she was shy.
She was also kind, considerate, intelligent and one of the gentlest people I have ever known. She was passionate about everything that she loved, and she was loyal to her friends. Together we went through sixth form college, and as she went through university I saw her start to become more confident in herself and the things she believed in. We walked around Paris together and climbed the Arc de Triomphe and listened to Tom Lehrer. We went to Camden and listened to the Rocky Horror
soundtrack. We shared writing and stand-up and music and she was always, always, listening and trying to understand. I was privileged to know her. We all were.
I am sorry to all of you who are finding out this way - I don't have the phone numbers of everybody who knows her, everybody who would want to know. Rowan passed away last night. It was very sudden, and we are all in shock. ( request of a slightly sensitive natureCollapse )
If anybody wants to get in touch with me but doesn't have my email or mobile number and would like it, PM me. Likewise, anybody who wants to get in touch with Rowan's parents or would like me to pass a message on.
I'm so sorry.