Just Pondering...

It's been a while since I've written anything on here. In fact, it's been a while since I've written anything at all. I seem to think of things whenever I don't have a pen or paper with me, or my laptop in front of me. And when I do, I have work to do and thus have zilch time to write. However, as of now, that has changed, obviously, as I'm actually sitting here, at home - and I mean home home, not university - with my laptop in front of me, writing. In fact that changed yesterday when I came up with few more ideas for my novel. I say 'my novel' as if there is just one. There are several, all just as incomplete and, ultimately, just as crap as each other. This one, for the time being, is called Emily - no title has been decided upon.

Anyway, after several months of not choreographing anything - well, there were a few dances I started and never finished - I began choreographing a dance a couple of days ago, and it is, amazingly, going somewhere. For the first time in about five years it's a solo dance. It's pretty good to have free reign on what goes into the dance. I chose a Stereophonics song, a bit random, I suppose. But, I love the music and it just seemed right to do it.

I'm absolutely in love with the Stereophonics. Something about the music - I think a combination of Kelly Jones's voice, the lyrics and just generally the style - seems to suit my ear. I keep listening and listening and have not got at all tired with it. Weird. It's rare that it happens. I've only ever been like that with Coldplay. I still am like that with Coldplay. Other bands just don't seem to cut it. Well, some of their music does, but not song after song after song.

As a final thought before I head off to my bed - it's calling for me now - 'The Curious Case of Benjamin Button'. I went to see it tonight and I have to admit to being impressed with it. I thought Brad Pitt, despite being damn irritating in real life (not that I know the guy), was pretty good and Cate Blanchett was excellent as per usual. What most grabbed my attention was the story itself. I'm going to have to read Fitzgerald's original short story to satisfy my curiosity - fitting word, I suppose. I enjoyed The Great Gatsby. More than enjoyed it, I think. Although, Tender is the Night didn't have the same effect on me. Lack of sympathy for the characters, I feel. But with Gatsby I actually felt something towards him.

Anyway, I really must go now before I doze off right here.

Au revoir, for now...