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Seer of ghosts & weaver of stories

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Watching Dylan Moran & drinking Mexican Chilli Mango Tea
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(Thank you, tearelateddream, for sending the tea, and thank you, emerald_embers, for the Easter Package of Epic Randomness! I'm still trying to figure out what to do with the finger puppets, but the glow-sticks have come in handy. As have the plastic fairy lights.)

My new job in an NHS surgery is providing volumes of inspiration on the writing front, although I have yet to find the time to actually act on said inspiration. This is because I'm working out a short story with a lot of fiddly details in a genre I've never attempted before; cue panic. Anyway, I'm enjoying the work. My co-workers are wonderful, engaging individuals, and I'm rather fond of the rail commute, as brief as it is. The weather's been beautiful.

The reading at Lounge in Brixton with Leila Seigal, Courttia Newland, and Janett Plummer went very well. We shared the stage with an enjoyable lounge singer, and the crowd was very receptive to a bunch of eclectic poets and prose-writers coming on at the intermission. I have another gig coming up at Birkbeck on 26 May, details yet to be confirmed.

My publishers are keeping me busy!

On the down-side, I have a severe inner-ear infection that requires messy antibiotic ear-drops and oral antibiotics I've got to take three times a day. I have no clue how I got said ear infection, aside from spending three windy, freezing hours on Monday after the final performance of Frankenstein at the stage door meeting actors and getting autographs in my copy of the script. It was worth it. I LOVE YOU, KARL JOHNSON.

(Oh: Messrs. Miller and Cumberbatch weren't half bad, either.)

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I've kind of worked through his career backwards...

Later I would determine that I'd seen him when I was seventeen in the supporting cast of Amadeus at the Old Vic, but I discovered Karl Johnson as Jarman's Ariel and Wittgenstein. I'm not sure a better combination could have been calculated for inducing a crush. I would watch him read the phone book silently.

(I still have to see him in Rome!)

(A few weeks later, I ran into him in South Kensington tube station. He smiled at me and winked, and I dashed off quickly, thinking, oh, God, he possibly remembers the crazy gushing fangirl who turned into goo over his performance in a film with Simon Pegg and Nick Frost *headdesk*)

I met Sam Waterston in a convenience store in New Haven when he was buying roses and chocolate for his castmates in Stoppard's Travesties and I was buying bottles and bottles of water because between a stomach flu and an all-nighter paper I had dehydrated myself so badly that I had to go to Yale health services. (The doctor pinched the back of my hand and told me my brain looked like a prune.) In my infinite brilliance of the moment, I said, "You have awesome eyebrows!"

I cannot recommend Rome highly enough. It's the prime example, in my estimation, of historical drama done right. It's such a shame the sets burned down and they couldn't scrap together the budget to continue :(

I've not heard of Sam Waterston, but I'll now look him up in order to see the awesome eyebrows.

I cannot recommend Rome highly enough. It's the prime example, in my estimation, of historical drama done right.

I have heard nothing but positive things about the show! I just haven't seen it!

It's such a shame the sets burned down and they couldn't scrap together the budget to continue

. . . You're serious.

I am torn between simply being sorry—that's a disaster for a show—and hoping someone at least had the presence of mind to pretend to play the violin.

I've not heard of Sam Waterston, but I'll now look him up in order to see the awesome eyebrows.

He's best known for playing the longest-lasting character on Law & Order, but he's also simply a very good character actor. (For a while he also had a regular spot on The Colbert Report, "Sam Waterston Says Things You Should Never Believe in a Trustworthy Fashion," which was pretty much exactly what it sounds like.) I was very sad to miss him in Travesties.

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