2 posts tagged “new year's eve”
Did I tell you that I’m going to see Chicago next week for The London Word?
Or that later this month I’ll finally be meeting Cathi Unsworth in the flesh, at an event she’s doing at the Barbican?
I know I’ve mentioned Berlin on here already, but I can’t wait, so I’ll just say once more how excited I am. Fancy black and white photobooth pictures, cocktails at King Kong Club and Vietnamese noodles at Monsieur Vuong’s ahoy. Oh, it’ll be good to be back.
It’s a shaping up to be a busy month. And that’s without all the demands of the day job. But it’s all positive and exciting things that I’ll be up to. Maybe it’s because we’re now we’re almost two weeks into 2009; I can stop being such a scrooge about New Year and get cracking on the good stuff.
I haven’t mentioned yet that Poppycockney has closed. This is sad, and Sian has explained it better than I can over at Sianyland. But I’m not too upset, because during its short life I made some cool and fascinating new friends, and achieved a lot that I’ll be proud to link back to. And it’s closure does mean I’ll have more time to devote to other projects Some of which you’ll find out about soon.
I probably haven’t told you lately how much I loved Francesca Lia Block when I was younger. You can read about that over at BitchBuzz. And I haven’t told you yet what the ideal soundtrack to my life would be, like I promised Sian I would. At some point I will, promise. But not right this second, because I can’t stop listening to my latest obsession: Mikelangelo and the Black Sea Gentlemen. So, for now, you’ll have to wait. Instead, here's some photos of me posing like an idiot in Berlin. Don't say I don't spoil you.
Welcome to 2009, dear little blog. I hope you enjoyed your first NYE. Personally, I’m not yet convinced by this 2009 lark. It’s still so cold that all I want to do is stay burrowed in many layers of blankets and knitwear. And that term-starts-tomorrow, end-of-school-holidays feeling does not provoke in me one iota of eagerness to return to the office. If someone could please provide me with a paid full-time writing position, I’d take it in a heartbeat. At the moment, however that seems to be unforthcoming. The stuff that dreams are made of. So tomorrow I’ll be battling the grumpy hordes in the morning rush hour to renew my travel card and traipse back into work.
I know I’m being a bit of a scrooge about this. And I am excited about what 2009 might bring. Especially Berlin at the end of this month. 2008 was the first time in four years that I didn’t go to Berlin, so I’m long overdue another visit to my favourite city. My ever-talented housemates have an exhibition opening here in February, and you didn’t expect me to forgo a chance to get in on the action, did you?
But other than that, 2009 is mainly going to be about battening down the hatches, writing, saving, and planning. 2008 was my first full year in London, and I accomplished a lot, but there’s still much to be done. So on that note, I’ll be finishing this here to go and get on with it.
My latest BitchBuzz post, on Virginie Despentes, can be found here. And very soon I should be able to share with you my latest project. But for now, hope you’ve not eaten too many Quality Street, and if you’re back in work tomorrow, you have my utmost sympathy.
