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The Summoning of the Muse
09/08/2012 10:55 pmFor the first time since the start of August, Izzie has finally managed to find herself in the zone where a million muses offer inspiration but unable to take proper advantage of it until an hour ago.
It was actually this morning that the inspiration arrived for the very first time since the arrival of the latest nasty and very vicious Howler on the afternoon of Tuesday 31st July. It was almost as if the Old Toad knew that this serpent was plotting and planning and she wanted to sabotage our efforts. There is no way she could know unless she really does come from Stasiland where they know stuff even before it happens and make it up if they don't.
Paid a visit to Petunia on Tuesday so missed a whole day of nano squiggling. That is one very bad and dangerous habit. It takes so long to catch up and the lost words can so quickly accumulate
But today was the big day. Such a pity it was not really possible to make the most of it due to various things that had to be done today in preparation for tomorrow morning’s Grand Inquisition
Not posted a single thing about this latest instalment of the drama that is Toad Hall (also known as the day job) Wasted two Camp Nano days on composing a response to the outrageous allegations and have not been able to build up a sufficient word stash to take time out to tell this particular toadish tale in all its gory details
Several times both on the train and the bus was bombarded with brilliant ideas but was not within quick reach of pen and paper and so had to use the old serpent skull as storage space.
Did manage to snatch a copy of Animalia at the library as well as pay a visit to the art gallery with those creepy Alistair Crowley pictures and the assorted demonic sigils, sculptures and paper cut creepy crawlies including Baalzebub - The Lord of the Flies himself.
The grand original plan of writing one 2,000 word story per day did not work due to that ever so meddlesome toad sapping the spark out of this serpent and turning the ickle green cells to zombie mush. So resorted to just plodding along and writing 300 words here and another 200 there all the while hoping for inspiration to strike
It was only the sniffing out of a significant piece of written evidence that proves that not one but three different goblins are involved in ‘bearing false witness’ that the Izzie could finally calm down and relish the chance of our ‘day in court’ making these guttersnipes gobble shit sandwiches
Today was so relaxed and calm. Was finally able to remain in the present moment for the first time in weeks. It makes such a big difference to creativity.
But did end up crashing around 7pm when some creepy creatures got on the bus. Was suddenly overtaken by tiredness. The original plans to return to the Lair by 7pm got amended by an unexpected encounter with an old acquaintance.
So being too dark in the dungeon to properly see the tarot cards, got out that copy of Animalia. You know you have too many books when you have to go to the library to borrow one you already own because you cannot find it.
So set up a separate chapter and started at the letter A.
By the letter C we had hit a veritable gold mine. The main feature of the picture are a bunch of crimson cats sitting by a creek. One is wearing a cap, another snacking on crayfish, another wearing a collar and a camera while yet another plays with a calculator. They also have a party with candles, cake and cups of coffee while in the distance crows nest in a castle on a hill.
Came up with a character called Catriona Cardassian who loves the champagne and caviar lifestyle but has to manage on a beer budget. She gets out her calculator to work out the cost of her planned Caribbean cruise and cannot think of a way to collect the necessary cash. She then has the inspired idea to open a Cat Holiday Home offering respite for fussy Cats and their staff
So far we have gotten to describing the castle, the main foyer and dining room with the candelabra, chandeliers, and silver service dining experience
And how can we forget the obligatory mission statements and assorted company posters extolling their ‘creme de la creme’ of cat care services”
Turreted towers boast beautiful views of birds while flags with little Hello Kitty cats on them adorn the entrance of the castle. In the foyer sits a little old lady behind a counter knitting little mittens for kittens while waiting for the occasional phone inquiry or Cat lover to collect or drop off their darling charges into Catriona’s tender loving care
A dining room with linen table cloths and silver service bowls can be seen from the entrance. The cats drink certified biodynamic double cream from Jersey cows out of Czech lead crystal bowls and feast on sumptious silver platters of crayfish, lobster, caviar and cod. Vegetarian cats are catered for with cucumber sandwiches.
Chandeliers hang from the dining room ceiling and there are pure beeswax candles on every table
Prominently displayed on every table is a parchment menu in perfect copper plate script. No mass produced dodgy photocopies or some snappy crap from the local print shop but each individually written long hand with love.
Pride of place is given to the Mission Statement (to please the inner pussy) and Vision For Catfish Creature Comforts Castle
Every Cat is a cherished cat
Our marvellous moggies are at the centre of everything we do. A quality carefree experience is guaranteed
Protection, perfection, passion and politeness for your precious pussy
Catriona personally does the guided tours of the premises for prospective Resident Cats and their staff including the spacious gardens and sun house. She is such a stickler for perfection and attention to detail
The gardens are truly a magnificent sight. A copse of cherry trees and assorted rocks along with bird attracting shrubs. For the less ambitious or mobility impaired felines there is the Mouse House where they can feast on little creatures with little effort required. Of course this is not necessary as their nutritional needs are perfectly catered for by our team of qualified chefs. A dietician assesses each individual cat’s needs to ensure that they get the correct age appropriate mix of protein, vitamins and trace elements essential to the feline well being. But a cat needs to indulge her natural instincts so we have provided mouse catching and other occupational therapy activities to create a stimulating environment for your very precious pet.
A number of cats lounge languidly on large cushy chairs looking quite content. Some have little tails hanging out of their mouths while others paws are adorned with feathers
Others are content to simply sit in the sun watching the fish swimming about in the enormous aquarium.
But of course all that glitters is not silver.
No one gives a rat’s arse about old people but try running a Cat haven the way a certain nursing home is managed then there would be massive public outrage
So the Izzie is going to have a pile of fun taking the piss big time out of these dirty goblins. And there won’t even be any need to keep the finished tale under lock and key
Payback is such a bitch
When life hands you lemons, squeeze them till the pips squeak and make lemon champagne
It was actually this morning that the inspiration arrived for the very first time since the arrival of the latest nasty and very vicious Howler on the afternoon of Tuesday 31st July. It was almost as if the Old Toad knew that this serpent was plotting and planning and she wanted to sabotage our efforts. There is no way she could know unless she really does come from Stasiland where they know stuff even before it happens and make it up if they don't.
Paid a visit to Petunia on Tuesday so missed a whole day of nano squiggling. That is one very bad and dangerous habit. It takes so long to catch up and the lost words can so quickly accumulate
But today was the big day. Such a pity it was not really possible to make the most of it due to various things that had to be done today in preparation for tomorrow morning’s Grand Inquisition
Not posted a single thing about this latest instalment of the drama that is Toad Hall (also known as the day job) Wasted two Camp Nano days on composing a response to the outrageous allegations and have not been able to build up a sufficient word stash to take time out to tell this particular toadish tale in all its gory details
Several times both on the train and the bus was bombarded with brilliant ideas but was not within quick reach of pen and paper and so had to use the old serpent skull as storage space.
Did manage to snatch a copy of Animalia at the library as well as pay a visit to the art gallery with those creepy Alistair Crowley pictures and the assorted demonic sigils, sculptures and paper cut creepy crawlies including Baalzebub - The Lord of the Flies himself.
The grand original plan of writing one 2,000 word story per day did not work due to that ever so meddlesome toad sapping the spark out of this serpent and turning the ickle green cells to zombie mush. So resorted to just plodding along and writing 300 words here and another 200 there all the while hoping for inspiration to strike
It was only the sniffing out of a significant piece of written evidence that proves that not one but three different goblins are involved in ‘bearing false witness’ that the Izzie could finally calm down and relish the chance of our ‘day in court’ making these guttersnipes gobble shit sandwiches
Today was so relaxed and calm. Was finally able to remain in the present moment for the first time in weeks. It makes such a big difference to creativity.
But did end up crashing around 7pm when some creepy creatures got on the bus. Was suddenly overtaken by tiredness. The original plans to return to the Lair by 7pm got amended by an unexpected encounter with an old acquaintance.
So being too dark in the dungeon to properly see the tarot cards, got out that copy of Animalia. You know you have too many books when you have to go to the library to borrow one you already own because you cannot find it.
So set up a separate chapter and started at the letter A.
By the letter C we had hit a veritable gold mine. The main feature of the picture are a bunch of crimson cats sitting by a creek. One is wearing a cap, another snacking on crayfish, another wearing a collar and a camera while yet another plays with a calculator. They also have a party with candles, cake and cups of coffee while in the distance crows nest in a castle on a hill.
Came up with a character called Catriona Cardassian who loves the champagne and caviar lifestyle but has to manage on a beer budget. She gets out her calculator to work out the cost of her planned Caribbean cruise and cannot think of a way to collect the necessary cash. She then has the inspired idea to open a Cat Holiday Home offering respite for fussy Cats and their staff
So far we have gotten to describing the castle, the main foyer and dining room with the candelabra, chandeliers, and silver service dining experience
And how can we forget the obligatory mission statements and assorted company posters extolling their ‘creme de la creme’ of cat care services”
Turreted towers boast beautiful views of birds while flags with little Hello Kitty cats on them adorn the entrance of the castle. In the foyer sits a little old lady behind a counter knitting little mittens for kittens while waiting for the occasional phone inquiry or Cat lover to collect or drop off their darling charges into Catriona’s tender loving care
A dining room with linen table cloths and silver service bowls can be seen from the entrance. The cats drink certified biodynamic double cream from Jersey cows out of Czech lead crystal bowls and feast on sumptious silver platters of crayfish, lobster, caviar and cod. Vegetarian cats are catered for with cucumber sandwiches.
Chandeliers hang from the dining room ceiling and there are pure beeswax candles on every table
Prominently displayed on every table is a parchment menu in perfect copper plate script. No mass produced dodgy photocopies or some snappy crap from the local print shop but each individually written long hand with love.
Pride of place is given to the Mission Statement (to please the inner pussy) and Vision For Catfish Creature Comforts Castle
Every Cat is a cherished cat
Our marvellous moggies are at the centre of everything we do. A quality carefree experience is guaranteed
Protection, perfection, passion and politeness for your precious pussy
Catriona personally does the guided tours of the premises for prospective Resident Cats and their staff including the spacious gardens and sun house. She is such a stickler for perfection and attention to detail
The gardens are truly a magnificent sight. A copse of cherry trees and assorted rocks along with bird attracting shrubs. For the less ambitious or mobility impaired felines there is the Mouse House where they can feast on little creatures with little effort required. Of course this is not necessary as their nutritional needs are perfectly catered for by our team of qualified chefs. A dietician assesses each individual cat’s needs to ensure that they get the correct age appropriate mix of protein, vitamins and trace elements essential to the feline well being. But a cat needs to indulge her natural instincts so we have provided mouse catching and other occupational therapy activities to create a stimulating environment for your very precious pet.
A number of cats lounge languidly on large cushy chairs looking quite content. Some have little tails hanging out of their mouths while others paws are adorned with feathers
Others are content to simply sit in the sun watching the fish swimming about in the enormous aquarium.
But of course all that glitters is not silver.
No one gives a rat’s arse about old people but try running a Cat haven the way a certain nursing home is managed then there would be massive public outrage
So the Izzie is going to have a pile of fun taking the piss big time out of these dirty goblins. And there won’t even be any need to keep the finished tale under lock and key
Payback is such a bitch
When life hands you lemons, squeeze them till the pips squeak and make lemon champagne
