Truths and damning truths
Oct. 9th, 2003 03:52 pmHere are the meme answers.
1. My first piece of fanfiction was a Blake's 7 stickman cartoon.
True. Lovingly done in a tiny notebook, when I was about eight or nine years old. No doubt I had my tongue sticking out and a terrible grimace as I worked, because of the concentration needed - drawing never came as easily as writing. These pictures were not Lowry-esque. Too many spaceships, for one thing.
2. In a primary school Christmas play, I played the Christmas Pudding.
Very true. A single and - dare I say it - show-stealing song in a much longer play (which, and how's this for nepotism, my father wrote and my mother directed). I wore a quite magnificent costume (engineered from coat hangers), and the joke was that despite my splendour, I was about to get eaten. Ho ho ho indeed.
3. While doing my master's degree, I supported myself by proofreading erotic fiction.
Again, true. I had sent my CV to a publisher, looking for a job working with a particular range of books. Typically, the job came up just after I started on my master's. I didn't want to quit my degree, but I did ask whether they had any proofing work. Which they did, both in the original range, and in their erotica line.
hafren, I can only apologize if any typoes slipped through. I would like to think that there was a brief period of about eighteen months when everything went smoothly.
4. I have never read Hamlet.
Yes, folks, this is completely true. I have seen the Kenneth Branagh film, and also his superb In the Bleak Midwinter, and I can fake enough knowledge of the play to get by (well, not any more!), but I have never read the play cover to cover. Along with many other Shakespeare plays and, in fact, a good proportion of the world's classics. I have read Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, though.
5. I once had dinner with Michael Portillo.
False. What nonsense! I once had dinner with William Hague and Boris Johnson. And my friend panicked, and cut Cecil Parkinson dead.
1. My first piece of fanfiction was a Blake's 7 stickman cartoon.
True. Lovingly done in a tiny notebook, when I was about eight or nine years old. No doubt I had my tongue sticking out and a terrible grimace as I worked, because of the concentration needed - drawing never came as easily as writing. These pictures were not Lowry-esque. Too many spaceships, for one thing.
2. In a primary school Christmas play, I played the Christmas Pudding.
Very true. A single and - dare I say it - show-stealing song in a much longer play (which, and how's this for nepotism, my father wrote and my mother directed). I wore a quite magnificent costume (engineered from coat hangers), and the joke was that despite my splendour, I was about to get eaten. Ho ho ho indeed.
3. While doing my master's degree, I supported myself by proofreading erotic fiction.
Again, true. I had sent my CV to a publisher, looking for a job working with a particular range of books. Typically, the job came up just after I started on my master's. I didn't want to quit my degree, but I did ask whether they had any proofing work. Which they did, both in the original range, and in their erotica line.
4. I have never read Hamlet.
Yes, folks, this is completely true. I have seen the Kenneth Branagh film, and also his superb In the Bleak Midwinter, and I can fake enough knowledge of the play to get by (well, not any more!), but I have never read the play cover to cover. Along with many other Shakespeare plays and, in fact, a good proportion of the world's classics. I have read Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, though.
5. I once had dinner with Michael Portillo.
False. What nonsense! I once had dinner with William Hague and Boris Johnson. And my friend panicked, and cut Cecil Parkinson dead.
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Date: 2003-10-09 03:53 pm (UTC)Still, if you're quick enough to come up with a good reality TV gimmick, you might get Michael Portillo involved.
What about a dinner invite for Mr Happy and Mr Portillo? Wouldn't that make for some good TV?
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Date: 2003-10-09 04:00 pm (UTC)Every week on BBC2 on Andrew Neil's political chat show you can see the Secret And Passionate Love of Michael Portillo and Dianne Abbott unfold on the sofa. This is a pairing as true as everything I write in my LJ.
Mr Happy? And Mr Portillo? Ooh, two go in, one comes out...
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Date: 2003-10-10 12:52 am (UTC)http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/2118320.stm
No cringing and blushing, I think it's fairly UK specific knowledge!