Had a session with Sophie being my editor. You kind of trust someone telling you something is any good when they have the balls to tell you which bits are really shit. And I guess I will probably have to cut at least 20 or so of the bad ones and rethink them slightly, not sure if I can, the subject matter is becoming increasingly abstract, fading like uninteresting dreams do. We met in VJ's, a very nice bar in York... and met a guy who must have rented the same house as me as students in balsall heath...

I was introduced to ideas about line form and narrative, which made sense and a number of trendy bars round york. We went to an usual arts/dance/intsallation thing and I felt all nostalgic about lighting. I met a guy who recognised me from playing ukulele in the shop he works in in Copmanthorpe. Embarrassingly cool don't you think? We caught the last bus home more than slightly the worse for wear, both wondering how the bus managed to stay on the road .. it was spinning so bad.

To do list for this week. Find some publishers who may be interested and send off the current versions. What the hell. Rework the crap ones. Start a new positive collection so that working on this (or the old one) doesn't feel like wallowing and drag me down and back into a past I'm trying to forget.

This entry was posted on Monday, March 14, 2005 at 10:15 AM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.