Wednesday, 9 May 2018

A Vision.



This week's blog was going to be about going to see Bryan Ferry with a friend who works for his record label who had complimentary tickets for his concert at the London Palladium (it was fantastic, you would have loved it) and about reading Blake Morrison's book As If, which I read in one sitting last week and which blew my mind (do read it, it's harrowing but brilliant). But it's not about either because there isn't a blog again this week because I'm still up to my ears in writing and GCSE revision. 


In my defence, lest you think me an over-controlling mother (heaven forbid), I didn't get remotely involved in revision with the other two sons, it's just horses for courses and this one needs me, if only for English and RS revision because I haven't a clue about maths or any of the sciences. So any road, that's my excuse vis-à-vis the blog this week. Normal service to resume soon.

Love E x

@DOESNOTDOIT

P.S. Meanwhile, here's something amazing by W.B.Yeats.

The Second Coming

Turning and turning in the widening gyre   
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere   
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst   
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.   
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out   
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert   
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,   
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,   
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it   
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.   
The darkness drops again; but now I know   
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,   
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,   
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

Wednesday, 2 May 2018

Exam Season.



There isn't a blog this week because I had to write a short story for a workshop, prepare for a tutorial, and write a several thousand word thingamajig for a looming deadline, which I am still working on. All do-able if I didn't have an absolute ton of revision for my GCSEs to do as well because they start in two weeks and I've done virtually nothing about it yet. Yikes.

Love E x

@DOESNOTDOIT

P.S. So see you in a week, fam.