a writer's notebook
I first watched this on VHS, in the basement of the department store I worked at for a year in the mid-Eighties, while I was supposed to be doing admin stuff of some kind. It’s lived in my head ever since, and it’s a joy to finally have a decent copy of it.
Comments closedBeen a big fan of Kemper Norton for more years than either of us would like to remember. Monday begins with a new Kemper Norton record, which you can click through to buy, or stream once or twice for free. Give it a go:
In the late nineteenth century and early twentieth century the majority of the world’s arsenic was created in Cornwall and Devon.
The “ Oxland Cylinder “ was one of the methods used and was a revolving iron tube used to process and vapourise arsenic pyrites. None of these devices remain intact.
It’s gently melancholy, which is good for a rainy windy dark Monday out here on the Thames Delta.
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Well, you could do all the things you’re supposed to do, or you could put on the radio and make chili
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The day after my birthday, I started keeping a written log of what I do every day. Even after only a week, it exposes that even on the days I don’t think I’ve done much, I do a lot. It’s just that slews of emails and AV and document processing and calls don’t feel like the actual work. I need to remind myself that, these days, it is in fact a big part of the actual work.
As of today, I have also had to become one of those people who logs their water intake. I tell you, this bio-maintenance shit is some bullshit. I should have been sideloaded into a new body by now.
Kemper Norton just sent me his new record, I’m off —
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This was the first line.
I’d written a short document. I printed it off and pasted the pages into a large Field Notes Dime Novel Edition notebook. And I went to a hotel room in London and didn’t come out until I’d broken down the whole season.
I remember clearly standing on the hotel balcony around 1 in the morning, looking down on East London, and suddenly realising the sound of Saint Germain. A few months later, Bill Nighy agreed to take the part of Saint Germain, which was good, because I would have been fucked if he’d said no, because he was that sound.
Also, seriously, how good is my life that I got to write for Bill Nighy?
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Weatherchickens are activated. Inbox at a nightmare 28, I have a script that refuses to die and two more ganging up behind it and i need more coffee so assume I’m dead in a ditch
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Broadcasting House: on broadcasting through a “blogge,” an olde way of communicating on the electric paper
(“Blogging about blogging” is an actual crime, but I figure that in 2020 nobody remembers that any more)
These are going to be broadly notes-to-self that will have no interest to anybody, so feel free to scroll on for photos of chickens or pictures from CASTLEVANIA.
I tend to ask myself two questions about this place: is it useful, and is it interesting?
A lot of that, of course, comes down to “what is this thing even for?”
It’s a personal log, that sends signals to the outside world about my daily status and whether or not I’m alive. I would like parts of that to be automated better, but IFTTT can only do so much with WordPress, and I cannot get to grips with iOS Shortcuts. So I have to manually post stuff like a peasant in the olden days. This bothers me more than it should.
I have a particular set of wants for the isles of blogging. I want to know what you are seeing, doing, thinking. The /now page movement started by Derek Sivers is smart, but requires people to update their /now page on the regular, and, generally, they just don’t. I use a Status category on this site, which is actually linked in the footer of my emails, so, if people feel the need, they can click through to see how fucked I am on any given day. I like this to be primarily located here, even though it does pass through to social media. LTD should be the base, not someone else’s service. And, naturally, it does pass through to RSS, which is the radio set for blogs.
