You know, this looks like fun. I came across this story whilst searching for Houdini; for some reason, he's been skirting around the edges of my dreams, scratching his fingernails across my canvas when he thinks I'm not paying any attention. I'm slowly becoming ever-so-slightly obsessed with the concept of escapology. I don't know what the working ( Read more... )

Its a going-to-the-beach day. To be honest, most days are going to the beach days, but I feel this weather is calling especially for practising escapology, and I would happily - if I could - pack a hamper and relocate marina tone for a blustery afternoon. I have a great desire to have my cobwebs blown backward by a strong wind, and to watch a dark ( Read more... )

Mon cheries, I can't sleep! Well, I can, sort of, but not until its 3 or 4 in the morning. How growl-worthy; the one place I look forward to, at the end of the day, is the one place that eludes me. I've never had an easy relationship with Mr. Sandman, but at the moment he's being unforgivably tardy in coming to my aid. Everyone else is asleep, ( Read more... )

I brought new underwear today. YEAY!

It is too hot. Well, too hot for me. Where has this heavy heat come from? I wonder which dark cloud dropped its heaving cloak upon us. I must be terribly English in beginning something with reference to the weather, but really, these last few days have made me very grumpy, and I have sought refuge in whatever shade I could found scowling scarlet. ( Read more... )

Ah, had a pleasant weekend! Got hit on by a rather attractive (and seemingly sober) bass player on a train (always good for the self esteem) which was an unlikely source of amusement and quiet smiles. Bless. After whirlwind conversation with Jenny she persuaded me to be spontaneous and jump on a train to Birmingham the next day so she'd have ( Read more... )

Seem to be having one of those lingering periods of time when apathy has too tight a hold on me. The sky is being very dramatic and shapely, and I seek wine and Mahler, perhaps tonight. Have been in the footfalls of serious thoughts, and wondering about all manner of things, that of course, I do usually, but things seem very serious at the moment, ( Read more... )

Ah, its getting late, and I didn't get much sleep last night, so should really be in bed, tucked up soft and safe with dreams of actually-quite-friendly-sea-monsters and the perfect doughnut. Hmmm... haven't had a doughnut for absolutley ages, I wonder what made me think of that? The smell of doughnut is so lovely ( Read more... )

Ah, today I could quite happily stretch out on a huge bed in a glass house and watch the sky. I've been watching the sky a lot; she seems to be reading my mind. I sit in my little blue room, battling boredom, and watching the clouds slug lazily past, changing colour, playing tag perhaps ( Read more... )

...It is late afternoon, and a thunderstorm rolls and grumbles quietly in the distance, announcing its arrival like an inevitable ship drawn to a port it has no tears for. I can see a thick dark grey cloud in the distance, like ink slowing unfurling in water. The air feels heavy, and the storm grows closer, flowers dancing in hesitant anticipation ( Read more... )