Fiddles & Irony
Oct. 6th, 2006 10:41 amSo, now my Timothy of the many multi-tasking heads has caught this virus of mine and he is quite inexplicably annoyed. I suppose I can understand this to some extent, although I find it more amusing than not. When he first heard of my two days off work, he insisted on catching the virus too.
“Give it to me! I want two days off work.”
To which I'd reply:
“Get your own virus! I found this one and I’m keeping it.”
Indeed, the virus stayed quite loyal to me and didn't seem to want to fraternise with my Timothy or even Bindi. Instead, he-of-the-multiple-heads spent most of the week taunting me with the lovely breakfast to which his workplace was being treated on Friday morning. Oh, how he was looking forward to this breakfast. What wonders would be there! What fun he would have teasing me with the delights upon which he feasted!
Then, yesterday, he finally caught the virus and was unable to go to this breakfast.
There are my irony dollars, hard at work. Worth every bit of whatever I paid for them.
In writing news, I’m feeling quite happy about my recent decision. I read over one of my older stories - the first to do well in a competition, in fact - and enjoyed it immensely. It’s not perfect, but it’s a lot of fun. It also served to highlight the one oddness about Black Fiddle that’s always puzzled me, viz. Why is Black Fiddle such a serious work? All of my other stories and light-hearted and slightly humorous. If you look at my other major work, The City, you’ll find that it’s quite different in tone. The good
blindmouse can attest to that.
So why is Black Fiddle so serious? There are flashes of silliness and the occasional line that still manages to make me chuckle, but it’s mostly dead straight. Maybe that’s something else I have to work on. Maybe I need to find the humour and silliness and bring it out a bit more.
Maybe I should get right back to those scene breakdowns that were so enthralling me a few weeks ago...
Does anyone else experience that, though? Do your stories all have a similar tone, or do they vary widely depending on what they're about? I’d be most interested to know.
“Give it to me! I want two days off work.”
To which I'd reply:
“Get your own virus! I found this one and I’m keeping it.”
Indeed, the virus stayed quite loyal to me and didn't seem to want to fraternise with my Timothy or even Bindi. Instead, he-of-the-multiple-heads spent most of the week taunting me with the lovely breakfast to which his workplace was being treated on Friday morning. Oh, how he was looking forward to this breakfast. What wonders would be there! What fun he would have teasing me with the delights upon which he feasted!
Then, yesterday, he finally caught the virus and was unable to go to this breakfast.
There are my irony dollars, hard at work. Worth every bit of whatever I paid for them.
In writing news, I’m feeling quite happy about my recent decision. I read over one of my older stories - the first to do well in a competition, in fact - and enjoyed it immensely. It’s not perfect, but it’s a lot of fun. It also served to highlight the one oddness about Black Fiddle that’s always puzzled me, viz. Why is Black Fiddle such a serious work? All of my other stories and light-hearted and slightly humorous. If you look at my other major work, The City, you’ll find that it’s quite different in tone. The good
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So why is Black Fiddle so serious? There are flashes of silliness and the occasional line that still manages to make me chuckle, but it’s mostly dead straight. Maybe that’s something else I have to work on. Maybe I need to find the humour and silliness and bring it out a bit more.
Maybe I should get right back to those scene breakdowns that were so enthralling me a few weeks ago...
Does anyone else experience that, though? Do your stories all have a similar tone, or do they vary widely depending on what they're about? I’d be most interested to know.