The Comments: No Comment!
One of the hugely enjoyable benefits of churning out this weekly grab-bag of topics known as a writer’s blog is the Comments Section. Readers are happy to sound off on any subject under the sun. Sadly, we’ve lost quite a few delightfully eccentric and knowledgeable commenters over the years. I’ll have to add some bits of Snowy’s many musings, but here are a few I pulled out at random.
Pheeny and the much missed Dan Terrell got onto the topic of debutantes’ coming out balls…
Pheeny: I wonder how many goats you would have to pay to get a bankerâ€™s daughter?Â
Dan: It might be a Ball is a notch up from sitting at a bar in a juke/C&W, rap bar with your trusted best friend hoping your soul mate will sail by.Â Having read all of Ray Chandler and one Mike Hammer paperback, I know bar pickups are always the start of something dangerous and disappointing.
Chris Webb and Martin Tolley chatted about the ‘ghost’ signs left behind on London walls.
Chris: If you stand near the western end of New Oxford Street and look westward, you can see an old advert painted on the wall of the building exposed by the demolition of the building on the corner for Crossrail.
Martin:Â What interests me about these signs is the craft and artistry that went in to them. They all seem typographically just perfect, height and kerning always correct, the paint coverage even, and the lettering sharp and the lines clean and crisp. Many years ago my experience of painting words on walls (no detailsâ€¦ I was young and impressionable) inevitably had the words wandering off, the edges soft and bleeding into the background. And if you looked at the words from anything other than â€œthe correct viewpointâ€ the effect of perspective was to make the words lean over or distort horribly. Was there an army of artisans who did these? Did you do an apprenticeship?
Roger weighed in on the subject of transportation (prisoners, not buses) and Chris Webb spotted something odd…
Brooke was appalled;Â â€˜The list is scaryâ€¦it canâ€™t possibly be. Itâ€™s a put-on.â€™
We started discussing the death of Fleet Street and the old ways of printing newspapers, to which Peter Dixon responded.
We explored the topic of lousy writing and a great many commenters waded into the fray.
The death of the old Fleet Street brought out floods of memories from readers;
And hereâ€™s Jo W with a wonderfully esoteric request.
The Comments Section continues to be a source of inspiration to me. I’ve learned how to make a cocktail with burning straw and why it’s not weird to collect horror comics. Here’s Rick on a memorable meeting.
It’s tempting to trawl more deeply through twelve years of blogs and comments but I wouldn’t get any work done at all if I did so. Here’s to the exploration of many more esoteric subjects.