Thursday, February 07, 2008

Typing Stories

I don't generally comment on my day job, (Or Day and Night and All Times Between Job ) but when I woke this morning (after giving myself a black eye, more on that later) I read this from my Boss's Blog...

"As I said, it's done, and I got back to the house from the gazebo to find my assistant Lorraine still typing out from photocopies what I'd handwritten earlier in the week, an hour after she would normally have gone home, and only still typing because she wanted to know what happened next. She glared at me, and told me I had to keep writing..."


Well, thought I, lovely to get a mention, and it was (MOSTLY) true, I did stay and keep typing, hadn't actually noticed the time, because this book IS rather wonderful, and perhaps, my favorite so far, and I did want to know what happened, BUT...

As I said to my Boss when I went into work this morning, I did NOT glare at him. He says, yes, you did, you GLARED and said "You have to keep writing more!"

Yes, I said that, and yes, it's true, but what you mistook for a GLARE was the intense fiery-ness of my eyes, having just been delving deep into your story, and I was desperate to learn What Happens Next...Not a glare at all.

Oh. He said. Right. Well, you can tell that story on Your blog. Then he said "I don't know whether or not we should get cake or just go out." which I am still trying to figure out, seeing as how he does not eat cake, and had no plans to go out...

(Writers get like this when writing. Think nothing of it.)

Seriously though, I am loving transcribing this book. I am only pages behind him, and it is , well, beyond wonderful each morning to come in and sit and type out what happened in his head the night before. I feel like someone has given me a treasure, if that doesn't sound silly. It makes me happy. Very Happy.

By the way , that wasn't the FIRST thing that happened. I now have a black eye. My method of getting the Awake-way-too-early cats out of my bedroom , is to walk to the bathroom when they wake me, and then DASH back to the bedroom closing the door, which Mim is apparently onto, as she dashed right back after me, and as I tried to grab her, BAM! went my head into the door.

Sigh.

My French Lesson today said to go home tonight and *"practice your greetings on your FURNITURE and PETS. (*exact sentence from cd)

Bon Soir, Stove...

Salut, Couch

Heh-heh, Freaky Venus ( ok, so that might not be actual French..)

QUE????!!!!???? Madame Mim!!!!!

Love and Stories,
Lorraine

25 Comments:

At 4:13 PM , Blogger Yoga Gal said...

Bless you Lorraine and those intense glares! I've read your Boss's Chapter "The Witch's Gravestone" in an anthology called "Wizzards", it's a wonderful, beautiful and magical story and I can't wait to read the finished book! Bless you for psuhing him on!

 
At 4:15 PM , Blogger Dan Guy said...

"Cat Racing Maims. Won't You Please Think of the Fabulous Assistants?"

 
At 4:19 PM , Blogger Yoga Gal said...

Oh, Lorraine, please ice that eye! Poor thing.

 
At 4:39 PM , Blogger ivenotime said...

hmmm, seems to me your boss was thinking out loud about a certain Valuable PA's Special Day coming up - which is a cause for Celebration (I think both Cake and Going Out-why choose!!!) Go l'anniversarie gateau. (uh is that birthday cake?) ugh je suis tres mal parlez francais.

 
At 7:24 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Oh, I'm going out! Three days, a different band each night, in one club!!! I can't wait!!! Going to be some fun music, I say, I will be a Zombie. And, oh, my fingers...

Not as much as I will be St Pats weekend, just got the schedule...Three days, 20 hours of playing!!!

So far......

Mim has learned a new trick. I am so, uh, proud. She can now climb me. From floor to head. Which she does. Often.

 
At 8:01 PM , Blogger Hera said...

This morning I woke up and sang happy birthday to my cat as he lay very sphinx style on my chest :) Brjánn is 4 today! I wish he could meet your lovely ladies ;) (would be interesting to see a naked cat with bengal markings...)

(meanwhile the dog and I take turns to train each other.. I'm not sure who's winning yet but he's trouble..)

 
At 8:19 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Hera, we would be happy to have you back any time!!!!

And Happy B'day to yr Kitty! He is as Freaky as Venus, and that is saying something....

I know what you mean about dogs, I feel the same with Dog here. I am currently trying to teach him to pay attention to me, and to not go berserk when anyone comes to the door....

LOVED yr video , by the way...You so rock....Next time you come to the US it will be big, and I am so on the guest list.

( if not on the stage, hee-hee )

 
At 8:26 PM , Blogger ivenotime said...

Lorraine - Mim is a masseuse, she is easing your stress after a long day of typing - what a dear! Oh yeah I know you and rubius and spacedlaw are goin to see you doin the Amazing Bday gigs, sniff, sniff. Snow update: it is deeper than Tank. We got about 12 inches last night with about 6 already on the ground - when i brought him out this morning he was honestly bewildered and couldn't figure out what to do, or where to go. I wound up shoveling a path for him. true love.

 
At 8:32 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Ivenotime, I do so know!!! This one missed us, but you have our sympathy!!!!!! I haven;t been in my drive since November, too steep and short for a plow. I am currently supporting our town with snow parking tickets!

I am going to bring my laptop for some live blogging of the shows. Hopefully someone will have a camera and can download photos, mine is dead in the water...Spacelaw? Rubious? Anyone?

 
At 10:56 PM , OpenID kali-licious said...

I'd wondered what your response was gonna be to the Boss' post, Lorraine.
I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, 'cause I always get accused of glaring when I'm merely concentrating intently.

Hope the eye feels better, that just sounded really painful.

And Mim's a mountain climber now?
Heaven help your curtains..

 
At 11:01 PM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

QUOI? Pas de gâteau?

Bonjour, porte.
Maybe the door WASN'T having a good day and decided to spread a little unhappiness and you just happened to be there, getting in its way...

I shall bring my camera (it goes everywhere with me, even grocery shopping. When I leave it behind, I see too many missed picture opportunities) and my phone has video settings, so maybe we can post video clips as well.

Un gâteau d'anniversaire? Pourquoi pas?

 
At 12:39 AM , Blogger Rubius said...

hehehehehe... love it.

'what you mistook for a GLARE was the intense fiery-ness of my eyes, having just been delving deep into your story, and I was desperate to learn What Happens Next...Not a glare at all'

I'd be looking forward to typing it too.

Thanks for the story.... about the story. You see, that's what is missing from my job... excitement, imagination, meaning!.. oh sure it's all elected boards of officials, prep for meetings, spinning letters(until you are dizzy), $$$, bookkeeping, donations, clients ... where's the glamour in that? I ask you? sigh... but Fine Literature!!!! How could anyone ask for more?

So sorry to hear about the black eye (meant to say that earlier). Cats are dangerous... they probably do come with a label to that effect... but they hide or destroy it REALLY well early on. I can't wait to meet your wee daemons. I am also trying to learn to speak 'cat'.

 
At 8:41 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Oui Gateau!

Whats a party with no cake??? Candy on Valentines, cake on Friday, hmmm... What on Saturday??? Or maybe cake EVERY night???

White cake with White frosting!

Where's a party planner when you need one?

 
At 9:42 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Waffles?
:)

 
At 9:56 AM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Oh, you wacky French! I don't know how they do things over there, but I am not SURE we can make Waffles in the Pub ...

Tho the idea does have merit, it would certainly be different....

 
At 10:07 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

Pancakes, then?
Nothing like some crêpes on Saturday night.

 
At 10:34 AM , OpenID mistressmousey said...

Nothing like having to tell your co-workers and friends that the reason for the (insert welt/black eye/limp/cast) is a small cat or baby. You'd think they would treat us better - after all, we are the providers of the food. *sigh*

Am utterly jealous that you get to read the goodness before the rest of us.

And I hope you're all happy. I now desire blueberry pancakes, and just sent the baby out to his grandparents' house with the last of the blueberries. (pout)

 
At 11:40 AM , Blogger Kitty Cat said...

i vote for a PHOTO BOOTH PHOTO of the EYE!
and also i vote for CAKE.

 
At 2:55 PM , Blogger K said...

La pauvre Lorraine! J'espere que ton bleu disparaisse vite et que cela ne fait trop mal.

(Sorry! I lived in France for a year...)

Oddly enough, I've been brushing up my own French this week, by reading Lucky Luke comic books. Lucky Luke is a cowboy, so if I ever want to say "Do you take us for desperadoes?"* or "Put your hands up, coyotes! And get out of that pickle-barrel, kid!" I shall be well prepared.

Frankly, I'm more likely to meet a werewolf.

*"Vous nous prenez pour des desperados?"
** "Bras en l'air, coyotes! Et sors de ton bocal à cornichons, gamin!"

 
At 4:27 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

My eye is not so bad, I don't think its going to get REALLY dramatic.

Desparados, hee-hee...I think I am going to start writing a book " French Phrases that will Really come in Handy " I mean, who needs things like: "Where is the park?" "What colour is that?" "I am a doctor"

We need things like...

"I am an un-dead bloodsucking creature of the night, and you are my dinner"

"My fangs beat your silver bullets"

"I can turn into a bat if I want to"

and...

"My kind will rule the world one day, and yours shall be our minions"

"Listen to my music, it will be the last thing you hear!!!!!"

(Spacelaw! Help us out here! I need these for my gigs next week!)

(and, oh, Spacelaw, Rubius says you have a cool cat vid on youtube. How does she know this and where can we find it??)

(and Venus says: "how do you say I WANT MY DINNER NOW, DAMMIT!)

 
At 7:38 PM , Blogger ariandalen said...

"(and Venus says: "how do you say I WANT MY DINNER NOW, DAMMIT!)"

MIAO!

 
At 1:42 AM , Blogger spacedlaw said...

I have TWO videos all in all on YouTube and if you type spacelaw in search you should be able to watch Microbe as he attacks a bewildered Caos (who is 3 time bigger than him) or playing with Cesare's shadow.
All excitement.
I have no idea how Rubius found them because I only advertise my writing on the blog (my videaos are nowhere near good enough to make an appearance there).

OKay...
"Je vous conseille d'écouter TRÈS attentivement ma musique. C'est probablement la dernière chose que vouz entendrez."
Now: have you any clue of how this is pronounced?

Lol for Lucky Luke. This is a great comics series and a classic in France (along with Asterix).
This is a great way to learn some colloquial French.
I also find children's books and cookbooks VERY useful to learn a language.

 
At 10:03 AM , Blogger Rubius said...

Your vids are very cute, Spacedlaw. I only found it because I was watching Hera's new vid and you had commented. I figured there weren't too many people watching Hera with your tag.

Your cats are adorable. I have never seen a cat attack shadows like that... very cute. The cat wrestling is funny too.

 
At 1:31 PM , Blogger FabulousLorraine said...

Pronouce it? Hmmmm...Might be a small problem I have overlooked.

We'll have to work on that...

I am getting pretty good at going around the house greeting my furniture tho.

 
At 3:12 AM , Blogger K said...

"J'ai le droit de me transformer en chauve-souris si je veux!"

Heh. We need to make up a LaMie phrasebook...

 

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