Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Condolences

The background picture on my laptop is a shot of three Beneteau First 40.7 Distinction yachts rounding a mark at Cowes Week last year, the one on the left is called Exocet Strike and it is the boat that I did foredeck for in my first ever regatta. We came 7th in that race, in Class 3 IRC, out of 34 boats and it was a pretty good achievement, I think. The boat was beautiful and the crew were the friendliest bunch of 40+ year olds that I have ever met. In retrospect, I ruined that victory. I got drunk that night and judging by the deck of the boat the next morning, so did most of the crew. We stopped at the kebab store. Never a good idea. This year I am going to Cowes and sailing on a Contessa 32 called Blanco and she too is beautiful. I am going without anything sharp and with the serious intention of not drinking. Last night I did drink, but I woke up in the morning and hated myself so much for doing it that I wanted to do something, very detrimental to my health. I cannot stand myself like that. I have realised that drinking=cutting and cutting=drinking. This year will be my first major test because contrary to what any sailor might say, regattas are less about the sailing and more about the local pubs. If I can spend 7 nights babysitting drunk sailors without becoming one myself then I'll give myself a break, no matter how we place in the races. This is my challenge.

I went into college to do the backstage stuff on the Charities Day assembly then excused myself from the rest of the day and came home, I've been laying on my bed for hours now listening to music and thinking. There was ice cream too. I've written so many pages of the joke of a book that I'm writing and so many poems that I think I've knackered my new pen. It's been months since I wrote anything fictional and it's such a relief to get it all out of me, in the open. It's like I've exploded but instead of blood hitting the bathroom floor it's been ink hitting the paper, and I like that. Now it's time to write to you lovely people, sorry...

It's been a week since I took my meds because the prescription ran out and they went out of my system and I saw no point whatsoever in getting anymore, well I fell into that shitty black hole. I just found a ladder. It's rickety and very old but if I'm careful with it you might just see my head pop up above the hole in a while. Anyway I've called up the doctors and I'll go tomorrow to get a new piece of paper and a check-up which I'm technically supposed to go for every six weeks...nothing to do with crazy amounts of pills a while ago... I'm fine anyway, well I hope so! I'll let you know if not.

Oh and good news, three of my poems have been selected for publishing in an NSHN anthology. Yeah I know it's sad that my only moderately grown-up writing is being published in a book created by a bunch of people who used to spend their free time making a mess of themselves, but to me it's sort of a big deal. Hopefully it'll get out there and people can read what it's like to be in someone else's mind - like mine for example. The only way I ever made sense of how I was feeling back in the days when sharp silver was even in my purse was to write in a poem that didn't have to be coherent or a conversation or an argument - and I'm hoping that the book will have a bunch of poems like that so you normal people out there can get a feel for what it's like. Not that I'm saying I think you should experience it - just understanding would be very helpful, for the public at large if no-one else, just so I don't get shitty comments in the gym locker rooms :-p

For now I think I'll love you and leave you

9 comments:

Tigre said...

wow, so much stuff that you did it hard to keep up. It sounds like you do a good bit, and live a full life. Good stuff.

Niki said...

Thanks tigre - and welcome!

Zed0 said...

Wow, getting published would be a pretty big deal for me too...
Nice going *hugs*

Abs said...

*massive grin*
So glad things sound better for you right now!
I'd never be someone to tell anyone what to do, but I hope you never stop writing. Sounds like you're onto something with that...

Niki said...

Thanks Ben *hugs*

Abs...you know what it's like. Writing is feeling.

Abs said...

Damn yes.
Writing is feeling.

Nodders said...

Hey hey! Three poems? You've outnumbered Dave on his published works! Now it is you that I shall have to grovel too when I'm strapped for cash in years to come.

Hey, I could be your muse! Oh you know you want me - look, I can say inspirational things, um, like...

Oligopoly. That's a cool word.

Stagestruckgal said...

hey Niki. glad youre feeling better. getting published would be a huuuge deal. Well done! We're all proud of you. Good luck with the regatta thing :D. I wont pretend i know about sailing because I dont. lol.

*hugs*

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mister tumnus said...

hiya niki :)

no-one is 'normal'. i'm 30 and i've only just realised that. hope you have a good day.