Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Tai Chi and Grandma

My Grandma celebrates her84th b'day today. Last year she and I had been talking, and she'd mentioned that she would like to try a gentle Tai Chi, to see if it helps her movement any. (Arthriticky knees, and balance fears.)

I decided that I'd have a go at it myself, so I went along to my first Tai Chi class today! (Chen style.) It is quite exhausting, even though I was only repeating the first 15 little movements of it, over and over! The Sifu is from Shanghai, and has been doing it for some 40 years. I am currently having good feelings about continuing, as I felt quite up-beat afterwards, and the more experienced students looked like they were having fun.:)

Posted by Kirstin Wright 2005-01-19 04:18:45

Tuesday, January 18, 2005
The Real Corruption of Middle Earth. (And you thought it was just the ring?)

It started with an innocuously uninnoculatedhobbit by the name of Buboe Baggins.

He was a carrier of the plague, and unwittingly, thanks to a very silly blunder by a man in a big hat, he wandered all over Middle Earth with several dwarves.

Many folk died of the ensuing pestilence that seemed to spead in their wake.Some were tragically scarred for life. Indeed, those unfortunates were so horribly disfigured, that no-one wanted them around. And that's where Sauron got his armies from.

Footnote: One dwarf survived long enough to get back to Moria, where he inadvertently infected his cousin Balin. The whole cavern perished.

The End!

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Posted by Kirstin Wright 2005-01-18 08:02:22

Monday, January 17, 2005
The fate of characters?

I write paragraphs. And sometimes even bunches of paragraphs, and I've not yet written a complete story. (except for tiny one-off tales).My beloved Caber characters are still in danger of dying with me at this stage (thatis the thing thatused to make me frantic - it still has its moments), as there is no other avenue for their escape from my head at this point in time. They exist to the rest of the world in only a few scribbles and some paragraphs, puppets, and in a tiny bit of animation. And some creative friends who also see them in their minds eye now, as they are well used to my idiosyncracies!

My characters areas precious to me as friends, I don't really think of them as being "mine".

Reading one of the entries of Martin A's blog (a.k.a. Jacquin), reminded me of what really was the motive behind my former sense of guilt and panic and self recrimination about "Not Having Written Anything Yet".

I don't have quite the sense of panic about it these days as I used to, evem though it's now the tenth year of the inception of the characters in question. The "big arc" of the story is coming to me in dribs and drabs, it's taken nine years for a solid arc to come that WASN"T forced upon my little imaginary world out of my own desperation to write.

I may never even write "The Novel In Three Parts", but I hope I do. In the meantime I'll keep practising with those pesky paragraphs. Who knows where it will lead?

:) ~ K.

Posted by Kirstin Wright 2005-01-17 15:36:40

Monday, January 17, 2005
Hah! The evil browser of windows...

Circumventing the universe, I have managed to override the work-computer's Mozilla preference, which, surprise surprise, wouldn't let me post sooner.

My achievement this weekend was to impromptuly write a masterpiece of psychological bull-de-shite, entitled "Diablo II and the Purpose of Life."

And if I can figure out how to successfully add a link, I will, but if it is not showing, you can labouriously trek to my homepage somewhere in my profile. Tres Fantastique. Bon. Good. And Good Morning, at 9.30 a.m. NZ time. The rest of you are slackers. ;)

Posted by Kirstin Wright 2005-01-17 15:12:22