tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post3315725111228372395..comments2023-11-02T15:27:57.223+00:00Comments on Reading the Signs: The Rampant Heart (or Cooking the Books)Reading the Signshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-19570661313199144032013-05-05T16:15:20.713+00:002013-05-05T16:15:20.713+00:00Damn. I don't even remember if we did Crimson ...Damn. I don't even remember if we did Crimson Hood on my blog or yours? The Belle Sleepeth was certainly quoted in its full length on your blog.<br /><br />I am going to <i>insist</i> that you and your rolled-bottom trousers join forces with me on this thing in one way or another. You could set the tasks. (I, by the way, am the Queen of Procrastinators, and this is my cunning plan to enable even more work-avoidance.) I will create the thing sometime soon, and that's <i>final</i>. <br /><br />I don't know how come this just strikes me as the best idea I've had in weeks. Years, even. <br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-47622113042391102742013-05-05T15:40:41.029+00:002013-05-05T15:40:41.029+00:00I've been looking for Crimson Hood but can'...I've been looking for Crimson Hood but can't find it - it's lost somewhere in the comments of something! Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-32500283940264294392013-05-05T15:38:40.239+00:002013-05-05T15:38:40.239+00:00I grow old, I grow old,
I will wear the bottom of ...I grow old, I grow old,<br />I will wear the bottom of my trousers rolled.<br /><br />It would be too much of a good thing - another distraction to stop me from putting things in envelopes. And my increasingly cognitively-challenged brain would probably not be up to it. Let's face it, <i>you</i> are the brilliant one when it comes to such things. <br />Reading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-91569876287841730092013-05-05T15:23:45.832+00:002013-05-05T15:23:45.832+00:00I am thinking we should set up a joint blog called...I am thinking we should set up a joint blog called <i>Funfair of my Fate</i>, you know. You can have more than one "blog administrator". It could be our joint playground for wonderful stories and like literary punishment tasks (sentinas, ghazals…stories with only e's…you know what I mean). <br /><br />Whaddaya think?<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-57166055290628163342013-05-04T15:56:59.490+00:002013-05-04T15:56:59.490+00:00It would make a brilliant blog title, wouldn't...It <i>would</i> make a brilliant blog title, wouldn't it. Future of my Past is the future and past of my present, though, so don't knock it!<br /><br />Yes, off they jolly well go - in the fullness of - er - some time soon - when I can find an envelope.<br /><br />Braveheart. Mwah! xReading the Signshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06338983880105866139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6432201290620111119.post-68220375861735021732013-05-04T11:42:11.769+00:002013-05-04T11:42:11.769+00:00I love "the funfair of my fate". In fact...I <i>love</i> "the funfair of my fate". In fact, it would make a fucking brilliant blog title (and not too far from "future of my past", actually, but not as poncy and more given to humour). <br /><br />Go ahead and <i>steal</i> as much from yourself as you can. I'm sure you would have approved. <br /><br />You are one of the brave hearts of this world, and I have nothing but faith in your work as well as you. So off those poems go, don't they.<br /><br />xAnna MRhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13801478271766064478noreply@blogger.com