Every Friday I transfer posts here from the Virtual Pint archives. Yes, this is Saturday. Life is like that sometimes.
The penultimate pints, for your perusal and possible pleasure. Past is becoming present…
- Hope and happiness (December 2006) — Continuing the ongoing conversation about hope. And mystery.
- Screen and short stuff (December 2006) — I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to attend the intensive screenwriting course I mention in this post, but I did recently attend a FilmSchool weekend seminar which was terrific. So much to learn…
- Words in my head all the time (March 2007) — Talking for the first time about “Dangerous Space,” and the sea change in my sense of writing self that led me here, and eventually here.
Enjoy your Saturday.
“penultimate” — like that word.
Passion! Ecstasy! Lips on your lips. The sun on your cheek. Mud between your toes.Seeing red. Hugging….As usual, you’ve got the electromagnetism of creating and you cast it forth. Rember the song All She Wants To Do Is Dance? That’s what this post reminded me of for some free associative reason. Rocket launched.