The Right To Write
Hmmm,
Had some depressing news yesterday financially. Skin of the teeth time once more, I fear.
On the blog front, I read a couple of less than complimentary anonymous posts here today. Oh well, there are a lot of people out there. So, I really don't mind...you can't make everyone like you, and I figure that I can live with a few (because outside of cyberspace there have been at times...many). Still though, would have been nice if they'd put their name to it. Maybe I know them anyway, and they've got gripe with me. Anyway, I figure that they won't be back...that would defy logic and at least they "read most" of my blog, so at least they took some entertainment out of it. Such is life. Nonetheless, I retain my right to write (cue music).
Wrote more on my short story last night. Don't know how long it will be. I tackled last night the subject of those who become entertainers, the failed entertainers who are drunks and how often the line between the two is thin, if non-existent.
Drinking a bit too much at the moment. If things fall apart here, then I've got a back up plan, and will go on tour with a friend of mine (if I can convince him to share the back of his band van).
Catch you later,
Tom.
posted by Tom Matchett @ 1:32 pm
5 Comments:
Good morning, Tom!
I haven't yet run into Anonymous bloggers on my blog. Just ignore them, whoever "they" are!
Love it that you put lyrics up here.
I hope your finances and plans smooth out. I have faith that they will.
Heading out the door now, just wanted to pop over here to say hello before I do.
Brina
Thanks Brina.
Have a good day.
I did some good work on Friday and Saturday in my freelance PR and Marketing caper, and its given me a few extra quid.
Think that I'll have to walk into a call centre on Old Street next week to get something for the short-term to survive. But it's no huge commitment, and it'll put cash in the coffers while I'm trying to get things up and running properly.
Catch you later,
Tom.
Tom,
I take it that the "call center" is something like the employment office? or the "unemployment office," as people are wont to call it here.
Take heart. Everyone has to do something to bring in money. Even us artist types!
Hugs, what do they say in England? Soldier on? Buck up? all of the above?
You are a very creative person. I can't wait to see your films.
I'm working very hard on my research proposal project, which is due Tuesday p.m. There is never enough time to do it my best, so I do as good as is possible with the time I have. I hope it will turn out to be a good one!
I do hate deadlines.
Oh, do you like Haydn? I played a very lively Haydn sonata this morning to wake up my sleeping teenager. It seemed to me the brightest, most brilliant piano music ever written. And you know what? He didn't even stir!
Hi Brina,
A Call Centre is a telemarketing factory - I say factory because everyone works in cells for the greater capitalist good of Messrs Pounds, Shillings And Pence- so, it means phoning people up to ask them if they've ever considered buying a Ford Focus, and all that crap.
But its money. My reservation with it is that last time I did a job like that (and all the calls were incoming)I ended up drinking HEROIC amounts of alcohol, and having a breakdown of sorts (Christ, it seems so serious to use that word). But I figure maybe that was because there was bad stuff going down with family members dying and sleeping on a floor in a friend's house for too long.
I haven't ever got into Haydn, which is typical of the fact that there is so much good serious music out there waiting for me to find it. So, I figure that I'll have to go seek him out. I wish that I had the kind of musical proficiency to play this kind of music...
In fact, most of the songs that I know (apart from a few Who numbers) are my own, because when I first picked up a guitar it was to become a song-writer. So sadly, I lack the patience to sit down and learn other music.
This means that often I am the most boring guitarist at any party that I go too, because everyone says:
"Come on, Tom play us some Beatles, play us something we know"
And I have to hope that they might swallow one of my tunes (this is particularly unsuccesful after a gig when everyone has already heard my songs and want to lift the mood). Unfortunately the serious musician thing doesn't impress the ladies in this kind of scenario, so the only other alternative is to play some of comedy or maybe just insane stuff that I've written...which much to my chargrin goes down at parties much better than my PROPER songs.
Such is life, eh?!
Good luck with the research proposal, I've been there and done it. Its a bit of mind bender.
Tom.
Hi Lily,
I know all about the 2 minute noodles, at the moment I'm going to the luxury of frying them after they've boiled with some beaten egg and peas.
With enough Soy Sauce, they aren't too bad. One thing about being a student in England (which I was for four years), is that you learn lots of cost cutting meals and tricks. So, I'll survive I figure.
As for the Anonymous posters, well, I see it like this (and ofcourse your right about the viral blogging), its freedom of speech in blogdom so I'm quite happy to keep them there and not delete them. If they want to respond further, then that's fine (ironically though, surely that'd be gratifying me for what they suspect me of).
If it gets really offensive or unpleasant, then I'll just delete them. What they probably don't realise is that I can trace and locate them because I have site meter here which gives you amazing details about visitors. Hence the references to Swansea. Ho ho ho.
Thanks for your support Lily,
I'll check back on your blog today.
Tom.
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