What a fabulous day in the city yesterday! OK, except for the fact that the major appliance store I had planned on visiting didn't open until noon and that's when I was scheduled to meet some of the romance writers and since this was my first lunch with the group, I didn't want to be late, so I was hoping the meeting would be over sooner than 5 o'clock, so I could run to the appliance store then - AND, I had to spend my time somewhere and ended up buying lampshades. I really don't need lampshades! I need slippers, but I couldn't find any of the really fuzzy, boot kind that I like, so I bought lampshades. Connection? None. Rambling? Some!
Point of the story - getting there. We discussed our strengths and how we should exploit those strengths in order to tell the best story WE can. Our little group (yes, there was group work) seemed to focus on voice - and what is strength in storytelling but not voice? - and the sometimes difficult task we have as writers to find that voice. Sometimes, that voice is so obvious to others, yet not to us. Listening to others, examining their voice and pinpointing what it is they do well, comes so easily for most people. But listening to ourselves - really hearing ourselves - is much more difficult (in all aspects of life, not just storytelling). It really was eye-opening. During the discussion there was mention of the movie Notting Hill.
Seque into the real reason for this post. Are you still with me as I ramble on about everything else BUT popcorn for supper? After my hour and almost half drive home from the big city, where much of my brain was still thinking of the workshop and voice, I fished out the movie Notting Hill. The Husband made himself eggs for supper after I told him that I had a most delicious plate of fish and chips that seriously lowered the haddock stock of the Atlantic and potato reserve of PEI (there was a lot of food on that plate). Wine was poured and the popcorn maker fished out of the cupboard. Just realized I have used some variation of the word 'fish' three times in this paragraph. Sigh!
Yes, my supper consisted of a glass of white wine and a huge bowl of airpopped popcorn somewhat, moderately, bordering on too much, buttered. Yummy. This is a standard practice in our house - to eat popcorn for supper. And after all of that - my big point of the day boils down to three sentences stuck on the very end of a meandering post. Since I am writing this the night before, I'm going to blame my frentic blogging on the two cups of coffee I had at lunch and the extra grande/tall/venti concoction on the way home.
So, People of Blogland, is eating popcorn for supper a good idea? Can I seriously check off most of vegetable requirements after consumming 6 cups of fluffy corn? Does butter count as dairy? It should, in my opinion! And who loves Notting Hill? I haven't seen it for ages and laughed out loud at certain scenes - and realized the whole 'romance' concept was turned on its head. The woman (Julia Robert's character, Anna Scott) holds the power while the man (Hugh Grant's character, William Thaker) is love sick and forlorn. Interesting.
I really need to stop typing now - this is getting out of hand. I have enough information in this blogpost for the entire week.
Point of the story - getting there. We discussed our strengths and how we should exploit those strengths in order to tell the best story WE can. Our little group (yes, there was group work) seemed to focus on voice - and what is strength in storytelling but not voice? - and the sometimes difficult task we have as writers to find that voice. Sometimes, that voice is so obvious to others, yet not to us. Listening to others, examining their voice and pinpointing what it is they do well, comes so easily for most people. But listening to ourselves - really hearing ourselves - is much more difficult (in all aspects of life, not just storytelling). It really was eye-opening. During the discussion there was mention of the movie Notting Hill.
Seque into the real reason for this post. Are you still with me as I ramble on about everything else BUT popcorn for supper? After my hour and almost half drive home from the big city, where much of my brain was still thinking of the workshop and voice, I fished out the movie Notting Hill. The Husband made himself eggs for supper after I told him that I had a most delicious plate of fish and chips that seriously lowered the haddock stock of the Atlantic and potato reserve of PEI (there was a lot of food on that plate). Wine was poured and the popcorn maker fished out of the cupboard. Just realized I have used some variation of the word 'fish' three times in this paragraph. Sigh!
Yes, my supper consisted of a glass of white wine and a huge bowl of airpopped popcorn somewhat, moderately, bordering on too much, buttered. Yummy. This is a standard practice in our house - to eat popcorn for supper. And after all of that - my big point of the day boils down to three sentences stuck on the very end of a meandering post. Since I am writing this the night before, I'm going to blame my frentic blogging on the two cups of coffee I had at lunch and the extra grande/tall/venti concoction on the way home.
So, People of Blogland, is eating popcorn for supper a good idea? Can I seriously check off most of vegetable requirements after consumming 6 cups of fluffy corn? Does butter count as dairy? It should, in my opinion! And who loves Notting Hill? I haven't seen it for ages and laughed out loud at certain scenes - and realized the whole 'romance' concept was turned on its head. The woman (Julia Robert's character, Anna Scott) holds the power while the man (Hugh Grant's character, William Thaker) is love sick and forlorn. Interesting.
I really need to stop typing now - this is getting out of hand. I have enough information in this blogpost for the entire week.
Good heavens, just reading that post gave me caffeine jitters LOL.
ReplyDeleteWe do popcorn suppers on occasion, usually when both boys are out of the house. I can't in good conscience feed growing boys nothing but popcorn. Although, I do agree that 6 cups of heavily buttered popcorn is your full daily allotment of veg and dairy. And it's definitely a white wine meal.
I love "Notting Hill". Well, I love Hugh Grant *sigh*. And the backward romance is very cute. As far as "voice" is concerned, I'm still searching for mine. The words in my head never quite make it to the page in as scintillating a fashion. I'm still battling with the evil internal editor, rather than writing the first thing that comes to me. Some day I'll learn, I hope.
So, did you get to the appliance store?
Have a fab writing day!
LOL!
ReplyDeleteI come from a family of popcorn lovers, so I've often dined on popcorn. Not for the past year - over a year, actually. I have allergies to many, many things, including corn, so the popcorn had to go the way of the dodo. Not as hard as you might think when eating it contributed to feeling really hideous. But not any more!
Yeah, Lu, reading back over it this morning gave me a headache. Note to self: lay off the coffee OR don't write blogposts while on a coffee high :)
ReplyDeleteYes, got the appliance store - think I've got it figured out. Definitely going black after seeing them in a kitchen mock-up with the exact same cabinets as in our new kitchen. Very smart. I just hope I'm not forever cleaning them (one of my friends told me they show the dirt more than white). If it is bad, I'll be sure to advise everyone I know not to get black appliances.
Hey - I said "somewhat, moderately, bordering on too much" butter. No where in that post was the word 'heavy'. Just sayin'
Hey, Julia - do you find you spend a lot of time reading package ingredients? I think corn is a common ingredient in most foods - like corn syrup - is it not? Since I have no allergies, I don't know what it would be like to give something up. I try hard to give up potato chips - not keep them in the house - but that would be the one thing that I really would lament (and milk - when I hear of people being allergic to milk).
ReplyDeleteYes, sometimes too much caffeine is dangerous! But you cracked me up on a Monday, and for that I'm grateful.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm glad I brightened your day, Tamika! But don't count on posts like that very often - I'm swearing off too much caffeine and making sure I drink water at any further lunches :)
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