tricky, i came here to respond to yesterday's question: why do i blog? you see, i also penned a rather melodramatic post last night, and it made me realise something.
i came to tell you that i blog to feel, to know i've felt, to have a record of the intensity of my emotion at a particular time. it reminds me of what's good about me, what's bad, how clever i can be, how banal - when i read old posts i remember just how i felt at the time. my blog is a gauge, a prism, a yardstick, a repository, a litmus test...it's also how i met the beautiful boy, if you recall...
and i read your blog to feel too - solidarity, admiration, warmth, pride, empathy, humour - it's all here. and i learn stuff! it's how i got to know you, and like you, and value you as a friend.
so, along with the others, i'm also sending a hug, and a standing invitation to call anytime for a drink, or a bitch, or a moan, or a skip across the dance floor. let's do it soon x.
Thanks KP - for your insights as well as your warmth and empathy. xx
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Hey Richard, sorry to hear you've been blue. I know it's not the same as having someone to hold, and hold you back, (I'm somewhat jealous of Mikey too!) but for what it's worth, remember you have a lot of people who care about you (including some you have only recently met!), so hang in there babe.
Besides, I love your honesty; it's refreshing, and intelligent and genuine.
Don't go changin' just to please us, we'll tumble for ya.
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The long-awaited film adaptation of Jack Kerouac’s ground-breaking novel presents the perfect opportunity to re-examine the lives of the Beat Generation, writes Richard Watts. It’s not hyperbole to say that the Beat Generation – a small coterie of writers who met up in New York City in the spring of 1944 – changed the world. Without their individual quests for personal freedoms – a quest for sex and drugs before there was rock and roll; a quest which spawned the western world’s first counter-culture, the beatniks – the hippy movement of the Sixties would never have happened, and punk would have been a quiet snarl rather than a global reaction. Of all the Beat Generation writers, Jack Kerouac, author of the autobiographical beatnik bible, On the Road , is unequivocally the most famous. Born in Lowell, Massachusetts in 1922, to working class French-Canadian parents, Kerouac aspired to be a writer from a young age, though he was also a keen football player. Indeed, it ...
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*more hugs*
i came to tell you that i blog to feel, to know i've felt, to have a record of the intensity of my emotion at a particular time. it reminds me of what's good about me, what's bad, how clever i can be, how banal - when i read old posts i remember just how i felt at the time. my blog is a gauge, a prism, a yardstick, a repository, a litmus test...it's also how i met the beautiful boy, if you recall...
and i read your blog to feel too - solidarity, admiration, warmth, pride, empathy, humour - it's all here. and i learn stuff! it's how i got to know you, and like you, and value you as a friend.
so, along with the others, i'm also sending a hug, and a standing invitation to call anytime for a drink, or a bitch, or a moan, or a skip across the dance floor. let's do it soon x.
Besides, I love your honesty; it's refreshing, and intelligent and genuine.
Don't go changin' just to please us, we'll tumble for ya.
Don x