/Pádraig rang this morning to let us know our friend /Frank Darcy died early today, which was not surprising news, but which was very sad to hear indeed. I’d spoken with his brother on Monday, after texting Frank, and had been told he’d slipped into a deep coma from which he was not expected to awaken, so … yeah. Not surprising, but very sad. We expect we’ll go into Dublin Friday morning for the funeral mass (I think probably it’s fairly traditional for the Irish to attend the removal, as…
Tag: writing
early morning blog entry
This is my early morning “warm up the fingers before I start the real writing” blog entry, where “early morning” means about 9:30, which really isn’t very early at all. And it won’t be posted until sometime tonight when I go over to my parents’ house to use their internets. Not the point. *squinchy face* It boggles my little mind in a turrible way that today is the first of July, and the second half of the year has begun. It’s been an extremely chaotic half-year, and I wouldn’t mind…
idle thoughts
Marith made a comment yesterday about fish not noticing water, with regards to me and how much/what I do. I tend to think if I can do it, it must not be all that impressive, really, and that anybody can do it. I’ve been thinking about that the last couple days in the context of writing music. No, I haven’t begun writing music. I haven’t got the foggiest idea how, not music nor lyrics. Instead I boggle at how musicians can evoke emotion and tell stories in three minutes with…
bits & bobs
Actual new words today! 1100 of them! Revising never feels much like new words, so I am triumphant in having achieved New Words. I am certain my old words were the wrong ones, so I hope these new ones are the right ones. :) I brought the list of things what need fixing over to the estate agent today, but it turns out that we also don’t know how to turn on the furnace/get hot water at the house, so I’m going to have to stop by again tomorrow, or…
brief post
Got safely to Longford yesterday, after a fairly mind-numbing train journey. Got keys to the house today, and Mom and I spent a while moving furniture around until it met with something resembling our satisfaction. If I were a good and moral person I’d go spend some time cleaning the house tonight, but I think instead I’ll do some work, and tomorrow clean the house when I need a break from writing. The other thing I need to do tomorrow is bring a list of demaproblems over to the estate…