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Monday, October 20, 2008

rambling brought to you by lady thiang

Lady Thiang, The King and I: He may not always say/what you would have him say/But now and then he’ll say/something wonderful!

What’s a little dreaming?

Setting expectations appropriately.

I am ready to be convinced otherwise.

Will you fall back into me?...Heard of it, you know, the song?

Thought bubble: Yessh. Borderline cheesy.

You’re a writer? Well, I try, I replied. It’s my passion, for sure.

You’re too pretty to be a writer.

Hah. Thanks, I guess. And that means?

Well, writers are supposed to be full of angst. And angst is never that beautiful.

It is all about the dialogue. I have had countless perfect settings, “costumes”, the right song playing (yes, it happens!), but never all at the same time with the perfect dialogue. True, no one expects perfect everything, but I’ll take crappy songs with the perfect script. Oh wait, I did. Not something I want to remember, but I did. Well, yeah, fine, so nothing is perfect, but that one time, now and then, he’ll say something wonderful, indeed. And it was well worth the imperfect setting and song. Let’s see how this game plays out, shall we.

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