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New Year - Yuletide Fics Forthcoming
Jan. 2nd, 2011 07:08 pmHey all,
Have been a bit lax with posting about yuletide / replying to the awesome comments that people were lovely enough to leave - mostly because for the first time in years I had actual New Year's plans. It was weird and sort of awesome. A good friend of mine came down on the 31st and we headed down to the Southbank for the fireworks. It was overcrowded and the people and the view were somewhat rubbish, but it's something else to cross off the to-do list. When we got back we had a couple of whiskeys and then went to bed until another friend arrived in the morning, when I finished off my left over whisky from the night before. This is not a recommended way to start off a new year. We then headed up to Camden to spend a day with my favourite reprobate actors, The RSC - who I sort of love a ridiculous amount and who have definitely been a major part of the last two years for me.
We saw The Winter's Tale matinee - which was I think the most beautiful of the ensemble productions - at the end of the first half Leontes world, signified by two huge bookcases, came crashing down with a cascade of books that formed Bohemia in the second half - rocks and cliffs and trees and a bear made out of the pages from books. Symbolically and visually it's stunning. Yesterday, though, it went a bit wrong - one of the bookcases started tilting too early ("Oh my god ! The bookcase is trying to kill David Rubin!" "It's ok, he'll bounce") So they had to stop the scene in the middle of one of the most dramatic moments whilst they all stared at it for a while and then pick it back up later - a very strange experience. But still awesome. I shall miss the production ridiculously.
Then we grabbed a quick Indian and headed back to the Roundhouse for the final night of Romeo and Juliet in London. This production is just incredible - completely changed my opinion of the play - completely made me fall in love with it. I think there's unlikely to be a production this good for a very long time to come, so everyone should go and see it when it's in Stratford next year. I've seen it about ten times, which is silly and I'm still thrilled every time I see it (two more performances planned as well). Go and see it for the drama and the fighting and the setting people on fire and the dancing and Romeo and Juliet and Mecutio and the ridiculous twisted Capulets, who I love, and the way it makes you think and for Shakespeare's words, which never wear out.
We also may have started drinking the coke and whisky we'd snuck in, during the interval. I fear we may be the only people ever to sneak alcohol into Shakespeare. Then we went to the bar afterwards and bought several more whiskys and then we may also have had a hip flask of the good whisky that we'd brought and after that it was all a bit silly and my arms went weird and we eventually stumbled our way back to Waterloo.
Needless to say, today I have the hangover from hell (though I did manage to go on a tour of the Globe - other theatre of my help) and so have still been rubbish about posting about Yuletide today, but shall try to make it up now - so expect a couple of posts coming up with links to my stories (I wrote a few this year - mostly because I have been stuck in the flat on-call and ill and partly because I've had writers block for about six months, so it was great just to be writing again).
First of all though - please go and shower the two amazing gifts I got with love - they are both about the ridiculously twisted Orkney family of Arthurian legend - I will eventually do a post about how much I love them and the De Galis family, in their insane, murderous, incestuous ways. For now, revel in these stories about them - Last Time Around and Pellinore's Head - I adore them both.
Soon links - eventually comment replies! Though maybe not all this evening. I am still feeling very delicate.
Have been a bit lax with posting about yuletide / replying to the awesome comments that people were lovely enough to leave - mostly because for the first time in years I had actual New Year's plans. It was weird and sort of awesome. A good friend of mine came down on the 31st and we headed down to the Southbank for the fireworks. It was overcrowded and the people and the view were somewhat rubbish, but it's something else to cross off the to-do list. When we got back we had a couple of whiskeys and then went to bed until another friend arrived in the morning, when I finished off my left over whisky from the night before. This is not a recommended way to start off a new year. We then headed up to Camden to spend a day with my favourite reprobate actors, The RSC - who I sort of love a ridiculous amount and who have definitely been a major part of the last two years for me.
We saw The Winter's Tale matinee - which was I think the most beautiful of the ensemble productions - at the end of the first half Leontes world, signified by two huge bookcases, came crashing down with a cascade of books that formed Bohemia in the second half - rocks and cliffs and trees and a bear made out of the pages from books. Symbolically and visually it's stunning. Yesterday, though, it went a bit wrong - one of the bookcases started tilting too early ("Oh my god ! The bookcase is trying to kill David Rubin!" "It's ok, he'll bounce") So they had to stop the scene in the middle of one of the most dramatic moments whilst they all stared at it for a while and then pick it back up later - a very strange experience. But still awesome. I shall miss the production ridiculously.
Then we grabbed a quick Indian and headed back to the Roundhouse for the final night of Romeo and Juliet in London. This production is just incredible - completely changed my opinion of the play - completely made me fall in love with it. I think there's unlikely to be a production this good for a very long time to come, so everyone should go and see it when it's in Stratford next year. I've seen it about ten times, which is silly and I'm still thrilled every time I see it (two more performances planned as well). Go and see it for the drama and the fighting and the setting people on fire and the dancing and Romeo and Juliet and Mecutio and the ridiculous twisted Capulets, who I love, and the way it makes you think and for Shakespeare's words, which never wear out.
We also may have started drinking the coke and whisky we'd snuck in, during the interval. I fear we may be the only people ever to sneak alcohol into Shakespeare. Then we went to the bar afterwards and bought several more whiskys and then we may also have had a hip flask of the good whisky that we'd brought and after that it was all a bit silly and my arms went weird and we eventually stumbled our way back to Waterloo.
Needless to say, today I have the hangover from hell (though I did manage to go on a tour of the Globe - other theatre of my help) and so have still been rubbish about posting about Yuletide today, but shall try to make it up now - so expect a couple of posts coming up with links to my stories (I wrote a few this year - mostly because I have been stuck in the flat on-call and ill and partly because I've had writers block for about six months, so it was great just to be writing again).
First of all though - please go and shower the two amazing gifts I got with love - they are both about the ridiculously twisted Orkney family of Arthurian legend - I will eventually do a post about how much I love them and the De Galis family, in their insane, murderous, incestuous ways. For now, revel in these stories about them - Last Time Around and Pellinore's Head - I adore them both.
Soon links - eventually comment replies! Though maybe not all this evening. I am still feeling very delicate.
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