"L" is for things that I love...
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byslantedlightToday is apparently meme day... *g* Last week, I commented to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
caffyolay's meme, and she gave me the letter "L", so here goes...
Comment to this entry and I'll give you a letter. List ten things that you love that begin with that letter and then post that list on your journal.
L...L... actually "L" is kind of hard... erm... what begins with L...
Ten things I love that begin with the letter "L"...
1.
Livejournal! Of course I love livejournal, and have done since 2005... It's not perfect, but I've yet to find much in this world that is, so it'll do for me. And if you're going to criticise it, and insist that people are idiots if they don't move? You'd better have really good evidence to back up your claims, not just "here's a link to where so-and-so complained earlier"... /rant. *g*
2.
Lightning! Weather and the sky in general, but definitely lightning - my sister said she didn't like storms when we were kids, but I've always loved them - out there is the wild, and that is our world...
3.
London... and I'm going to London on Saturday, hooray! *g* Something I adore about living in East Anglia (and never thought I would) is being close enough to pop down to London for the day. It's got a depth to it somehow, more time in a way that you can feel, than anywhere else I've been, and I love it...
4.
Letters - emails are fab, but I do like getting letters - there's just something about seeing an envelope waiting for you when you get home, with a handwritten address, and a proper, colourful stamp, and knowing that somewhere, sometime, a friend has been thinking about you... I like writing them too, though I've got terribly out of the habit - perhaps to the relief of my mates, because they tended to be longish things, written over a series of days - weeks, or months if you were really un/lucky *g* - with bits stuck on perhaps, and scribbled in corners... So a bit like my lj posts then, I guess... *vbg*
5.
Larton! Yeay, Larton begins with "L"! I love Rhiannon's Bodie and Doyle, in all their incarnations, but there's something about Larton. It's so matter-of-fact, and yet you can feel the lads loving each other all through it... We mentioned it on the barge holiday like that - Rhiannon knows exactly how far to go to fade you out not to black, for sex scenes, but to a lovely cosy warm place, where you're somehow seeing and hearing and feeling the lads... And the rest of the time they're their lovely quick-witted, faulty, grumpy, self-centred, gorgeous selves... *g*
6.
Long summer evenings... twilight stretching out across the sky, the sun refusing to sleep, the world soft and muted and warm and in a good mood... I must go to places this year where I can appreciate it more!
7.
Liquorice... Lovely, lovely liquorice... The best liquorice I ever had was in Copenhagen, when some colleagues took me to see a film (old Alfred Hitchcock it was, can't remember which one though) and at the interval we had red wine and liquorice, which they said was traditional in Denmark... and it was good... But I also like that liquorice with the sort of creamy centre, and original soft liquorice, and Pernod and black (though I've not had that for years... *g*)
8.
Lights and lanterns... Honestly, string fairy lights around anything you like at all, and I'll think it's the prettiest thing in the world... tiny little lights against the dark... One of the most magical things I ever saw were fireflies at dusk...
9.
Lyricism in literature and writing that sings... Stories should have a heartbeat, a rhythm, a song - there should be something lyrical about them, because that's the way the human voice speaks to us. When we hear whispers in the dark, when we close our eyes to lullabies, when we relax to the sound of our loved ones muttering away in the background as we chop onions and cook dinner - it's not flat and explanatory, it's sung to us, with tone and cadence and metaphor and memory, and so should our written stories be...
10.
And "L" is for love... should we love love? Shouldn't we love love? And if we do does that make us romantics and is that a bad thing? What's a romantic, but an idealist... see, I made it back to Pros in the end after all! *g*
caffyolay's meme, and she gave me the letter "L", so here goes...Comment to this entry and I'll give you a letter. List ten things that you love that begin with that letter and then post that list on your journal.
L...L... actually "L" is kind of hard... erm... what begins with L...
Ten things I love that begin with the letter "L"...
1.
Livejournal! Of course I love livejournal, and have done since 2005... It's not perfect, but I've yet to find much in this world that is, so it'll do for me. And if you're going to criticise it, and insist that people are idiots if they don't move? You'd better have really good evidence to back up your claims, not just "here's a link to where so-and-so complained earlier"... /rant. *g*
2.
Lightning! Weather and the sky in general, but definitely lightning - my sister said she didn't like storms when we were kids, but I've always loved them - out there is the wild, and that is our world...
3.
London... and I'm going to London on Saturday, hooray! *g* Something I adore about living in East Anglia (and never thought I would) is being close enough to pop down to London for the day. It's got a depth to it somehow, more time in a way that you can feel, than anywhere else I've been, and I love it...
4.
Letters - emails are fab, but I do like getting letters - there's just something about seeing an envelope waiting for you when you get home, with a handwritten address, and a proper, colourful stamp, and knowing that somewhere, sometime, a friend has been thinking about you... I like writing them too, though I've got terribly out of the habit - perhaps to the relief of my mates, because they tended to be longish things, written over a series of days - weeks, or months if you were really un/lucky *g* - with bits stuck on perhaps, and scribbled in corners... So a bit like my lj posts then, I guess... *vbg*
5.
Larton! Yeay, Larton begins with "L"! I love Rhiannon's Bodie and Doyle, in all their incarnations, but there's something about Larton. It's so matter-of-fact, and yet you can feel the lads loving each other all through it... We mentioned it on the barge holiday like that - Rhiannon knows exactly how far to go to fade you out not to black, for sex scenes, but to a lovely cosy warm place, where you're somehow seeing and hearing and feeling the lads... And the rest of the time they're their lovely quick-witted, faulty, grumpy, self-centred, gorgeous selves... *g*
6.
Long summer evenings... twilight stretching out across the sky, the sun refusing to sleep, the world soft and muted and warm and in a good mood... I must go to places this year where I can appreciate it more!
7.
Liquorice... Lovely, lovely liquorice... The best liquorice I ever had was in Copenhagen, when some colleagues took me to see a film (old Alfred Hitchcock it was, can't remember which one though) and at the interval we had red wine and liquorice, which they said was traditional in Denmark... and it was good... But I also like that liquorice with the sort of creamy centre, and original soft liquorice, and Pernod and black (though I've not had that for years... *g*)
8.
Lights and lanterns... Honestly, string fairy lights around anything you like at all, and I'll think it's the prettiest thing in the world... tiny little lights against the dark... One of the most magical things I ever saw were fireflies at dusk...
9.
Lyricism in literature and writing that sings... Stories should have a heartbeat, a rhythm, a song - there should be something lyrical about them, because that's the way the human voice speaks to us. When we hear whispers in the dark, when we close our eyes to lullabies, when we relax to the sound of our loved ones muttering away in the background as we chop onions and cook dinner - it's not flat and explanatory, it's sung to us, with tone and cadence and metaphor and memory, and so should our written stories be...
10.
And "L" is for love... should we love love? Shouldn't we love love? And if we do does that make us romantics and is that a bad thing? What's a romantic, but an idealist... see, I made it back to Pros in the end after all! *g*
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Date: Tuesday, 9 March 2010 06:20 pm (UTC)Livejournal! Of course I love livejournal, and have done since 2005... It's not perfect, but I've yet to find much in this world that is, so it'll do for me. And if you're going to criticise it, and insist that people are idiots if they don't move? You'd better have really good evidence to back up your claims, not just "here's a link to where so-and-so complained earlier"... /rant. *g*
Oh, I so much agree with you! I'm here to stay. Whatever is wrong with LJ hasn't really affected me.
Lightning! Weather and the sky in general, but definitely lightning - my sister said she didn't like storms when we were kids, but I've always loved them - out there is the wild, and that is our world...
All that power, how can a person not like lightning? *g* We used to go camping up on the Mogollon Rim which is an escarpment that runs across the middle of Arizona, about 7000 feet up. You're in the storm as lightning and thunder crashes around you as you sit in the middle of a forest!
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 08:20 am (UTC)And oh - even the name "Mogollon Rim" has something magic about it! That sounds just amazing...
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 11:11 am (UTC)It is most certainly a magical place. It is one of the things I do miss about Arizona.
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Date: Tuesday, 9 March 2010 07:33 pm (UTC)Wish I could go on day trips to London. That I really envy you.
When we hear whispers in the dark, when we close our eyes to lullabies, when we relax to the sound of our loved ones muttering away in the background as we chop onions and cook dinner - it's not flat and explanatory, it's sung to us, with tone and cadence and metaphor and memory, and so should our written stories be...
Wow, that was beautiful. Wish I could write, but I have to settle for reading such stories by excellent writers.
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 08:22 am (UTC)And thank you! I adore stories that sing to us, and actually it was fun thinking about how to describe why as well... *g*
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Date: Tuesday, 9 March 2010 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 08:36 am (UTC)I do have a confession about the "long summer evening" pic though - it's actually a "noctilucent cloud" pic! But it looked so much more like the spirit of a long summer evening than any other pictures I googled, that I had to use it! Sorry... but yes, it is rather gorgeous, isn't it!
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 12:44 am (UTC)*checks calendar* Dang. Still March.
And the lyricism...that's my absolute goal in life, to be able to write in a way that "sings." Right now most of my stuff kind of warbles off-key, but maybe someday... :)
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 08:38 am (UTC)Lyricism... there do seem to be people who prefer explanation in a story rather than the feel of it, which is sort of fascinating in itself, but oh, to read a story that sings... to write one... *g*
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Date: Wednesday, 10 March 2010 09:56 pm (UTC)there do seem to be people who prefer explanation in a story rather than the feel of it,
That is true, and I think there are also some stories that work better with a more "explainy" style. :) But the first author that comes to mind there is Hemingway, and Hemingway and I don't get along.