of course https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/UEA_Creative_Writing_Course
... the rot in her quayside wood set in as soon as they started to go and 'learn' it...
I mean Ian McEwan....I struggled through ...much..of his uncreative learned pap...
All i need, for decades my mode: a quiet corner to be not seen in
(the Portuguese " For The English to see.." An Ancient Marriners tale of fact " oh yes that lot...as long as the rotten picket fence has a fresh coat of paint then theyre happy" .. a very ancient observation,,, )
Hahhh hahhh my mind works be it creatively or not....
( i been researchin' justabit of late.... inspired by the 'opposite' of, saudade
...same day, indeed just an hour before
she would not listen " my daughter at Canmbridge doin' lit..." "luv.... you wanna know how puerile . and scaredy cat your British Bulldog little Sceptic Aisle, is...? ... the great.... the real 'cheeky' nestbeschmutzer..... Thomas Bernhard..... in the school of Silas George the real bravest writer of all time sticking two fingers up to church, bourgpoisie... upper and lower.... well, your daughter's CAmbridge i can quite assure you as AC Grayling himself had never heard of it.... to my face.... if you look up on even bimbo Goodreads... Berhanrd's Extinction has a rather high rating....funny that how Oxbridge cannot take a jolly good gentle satire..on itself.... they pretend he doesnt exist... was never alive to become extinct.." nope you cannot speak with a Bully Bulldog they just cannot take one word against their dreadful sun set on their sugar addicted psychotropically mad ] oooh thats good if only i had more battery... that just creatively 'came'..] Empire...)
Anyway most important quote of all.... " a conversation does not begin until we have been speaking for at least an hour" Master Neruda...
not even nearly one whole hour never enough
I was pondering.... the thing is in the 70s but 80s especially (and of course we were balanced and did a bit of classical, too...Sunday mornings perhaps not to show off but to explore )
There was such a magnificent explosion of magnificent writing in song. Poetry in motion...
I should have brought that in as in fact it was also entirely democratised in that everyone knew the women wrote most of the better albums....
(her whole Moving Targets a work of real new fabulous artful art...and then we have Siouxsi.... all of Byron/ Shelley. and half the rest of the thionkers of then.. in HAppy House mewonders.... ... )
As soon as the word arrived into Paradise at the Point, i thought of t'above....
" about the future i can reminisce.."
"nostalgia for an age yet to come" I mean that is real genius..... proof of fairies.....
And the ones with any brain - McGilchrist's Left or Right...
Know that playing with words, 'creatively' which means not behind a desk at school but out... there.... alive... doing the only 'duel' there ever was.....
Is why we were invented in the first place.
Maybe
Anyway all i know, having left the best until last.
(in the week or i should say month of Anora i simply cannot believe how cheap and nasty ... cheap filthy hooker sex that wasn't sex just some rich sadboys pocket money pornmovie creation in his sick head...as REAL hookers make you at least treat them with some actual real "humanity" .....
I rarely read up on anyone but having left her best until last.... i do know who is consistently the greatest filmmaker of all..... never mind about the only one with a sense of humour..... directing the dumping of herself just about the saddest cinematic dumpin' of all time........at the end of maybe her best..... Mister Tides....
And..... declined the nose job..... shame no one sets any store
by real values any more
why 8.7 ,million are on the ...pill....
and i am quite sure that 8.6 million of them are down here by the seashore as i never seen such miserable people in my life...
Except for the magnificent BJ..not English....
and Ms Saudade.... a pure "human" i do believe as "humans" should ideally ..Be...
