Two posts in one day? Yeah. I didn't talk about any of the stuff I meant to in my previous entry. Free-flow writing is like that, you never know where it's going to take you, and apparently my psyche needed to bitch about other things.
Anyway, on Monday, Brian met me after work and we went to Zum Linzer on Main for the Kinky Restaurant Crawl (it's the Kinky Restaurant Crawl only because all the people who come are kinksters, we do not wear latex and dog collars at the restaurants).
I've heard a lot about this place because a friend of ours (Ravenshire Fetish) is one of the cooks there. It's German cuisine - If you've ever heard of the Black Forest Inn, well this place is even better and the prices are extremely fair for what you get.
So a few good friends made it out and it was a fun night, which I really really needed cause as I've been saying, I've been living under a rock for quite a while.
I ordered the Schnitzel Cordon Bleu, which is ham and cheese wrapped in a pork schnitzel, with home fries (that are cooked in bacon fat O_O) and veggies. It also comes with soup or salad to start as well as a basket of rye bread. The Schnitzel Cordon Bleu sounds disgusting to me, but it tasted like heaven and I will definitely be getting that again some day. The portions were huge and the meal was only thirteen dollars. I usually hate pea soup and am not a big soup person in general but for some reason I felt like soup so I got the pea soup instead of the salad as my starter and it was fricken delicious! Plus I had a Stiegl with my meal and I think that's one of my new favourite beers.
The service was really friendly, patient, and overall good. The dining room was quaint, laid back, cozy. And my entire bill was only twenty-one dollars (before tip). Before going, I expected to be paying no less than thirty dollars for my meal but I was pleasantly mistaken.
Everyone decided to go out for ice-cream for dessert up to the Marble Slab Creamery on Upper James, but I went home instead cause I'm really poor this month. I've never been there but from the sounds of it, I really really want to go. Ice-cream = Good.
And because I somehow always manage to surround myself with geeks (I love it), what came out of the night was a spin-off group where we take turns hosting movie night where we watch corny, cheesy, horrible sci-fi movies. Our first movie will be Barbarella. There'd better be a lot of boobs.
Tuesday was the Hamilton Writers meeting. That was good. Of course since the meetings are held at Chesters - Beers of the World, I had to order a Stiegl, just to make sure it was still as yummy as it was the night before :-p And yes, it was.
The majority of us are gearing up for NaNoWriMo, which is now only four days away. As has been my tradition for three years now, I wait till the week before to fully decide I will participate and then wait still until it is just days away to consider what I might write about. My first year was exciting - I had no clue whatsoever about what I was going to write about - nothing. I still managed to make it past 50, 000 words but it taught me that I need to have at least some idea or plan before beginning so that it wouldn't be so hard to come up with things to write. Not to mention the fact that the more planning that goes into it, the better chance of the piece being publishable with some work. Mine was/is publishable with A LOT of work.
My second year I actually had an idea and did a very minute amount of planning. It made the process much easier and I was able to soar past 50,000 words before the thirty day dead line. The writing was/is good but it is unfinished. I decided after the contest ended to take a short break from writing since I'd been writing like a mad-woman for thirty days straight and it's always good to replenish your creative juices and whatnot. The problem is, I never picked it back up.
This, my third year, I have an inkling of what I'm going to write about. It was a last minute idea that I will divulge to you later. If I'm smart, I will do some planning for it because this is something I would actually want to publish eventually. Should be interesting.
Among the things I've learned from participating in NaNoWriMo is a particular block I seem to have. I'd love to figure out how to get around it: the problem is, the writing I like to do most is very much like the writing I do when I make a blog entry - it is free-flowing, personal, and very much my voice, my personality. But when I sit down to write something (other than a blog or journal), I can't seem to write this way. I think a big part of the block is the expectation that whatever it is I've decided to write has to be a certain way or follow certain literary rules or be like the rest of the similar works. So I either end up stuck or I end up writing in a style that does not work because it is so "fake".. the voice is... lacking whatever it is that makes prose sound "true." It's hard to explain. Others may like the writing I've done like this, but if I don't like it, it's not satisfying.
Anyway, any advice would be appreciated.
My good friend Mel is getting handfasted this Saturday and I'm her witness. This will be my first handfasting so it should be interesting. I was invited to one around this time last year but a [insert horrible curse words and insulting adjectives] taxi driver made me miss it.
Then I'm off to Brian's for Sunday and Monday where we will be carving pumpkins and other Halloweeny goodness. I miss him (and Drew) and wish they didn't live so far away :-( poop.
Though I will admit absence really does make the heart (and other body parts) grow fonder.