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I adore your writing style. You write your own life as though you are on the outside looking in, somewhat like I guess your novels. You seem to make yourself a character, a writer in a novel who's talking about a writer in her novel. Very cool.

Sheila

Shiela - you're right on the nose there. Terez, when you publish, let us all know, I want to read your book! Reading this blog was like reading one of my favorite books! WOW What sweet comments - thanks, Sheila and Mendy. It's a comfort for me, as a person who thinks too much and feels too much, to know I can pour it out on paper and transform a painful moment into something lyrical that others might enjoy reading. And boy, that was indeed a painful, haunting moment, sitting there, across the street from the RAM. I posted my request for RAM details on the discussion boards as well, but it has already started its descent to unanswered obscurity. Darn. Now I'm really feeling haunted by what I was unable to discover.

But many thanks, you two, for your nice words. Makes me feel like I wasn't just rambling out into a void.

Dude you could have gotten in. Pretend to be a journalist or whatever it takes. Or bust in and really have something to write about. Jim, you're hilarious! Especially the last bit. Don't think I wasn't tempted to do something radical. I mean, jeez, I go to London once every seven years and I missed getting in by a few HOURS. Arrrgh! But boy, that place was stone dead closed up by the 23rd. Oh my...this was good writing! It made me sigh in appreciation. I too am a writer (though the only things I have had published was a children's book called Flat Earth? Round Earth? by Prometheus Books that has sold almost zero copies, a number of stories and articles for children in magazines with circulations less than 7000, and the only novels I've written were for children). But I do know exactly what you mean about getting obsessed with your characters and living in their worlds. It all becomes REAL, often more real than real life. This happens whenever I write anything, no matter how small.

Writing and making art and making music all feel the same to me. They are all part of the same magical process of losing yourself in something beyond yourself, in something of great potential and beauty. I don't often have that glass wall kind of feeling, except when I'm THINKING about it all afterwards. I do go through "hopeless" periods every month or two where I think that I can't stand how much I suck at making music. Usually though, when I'm actually playing, I am connected to the real thing, regardless of how halting or rough my own technique/tone/interpretationetc is. I also play a lot with other people, and music is the amazing thing that happens between the musicians.

I'm so sorry that I can't help you with your RAM details search. If your characters are actually there in any scenes, it's probably necessary to know some of the details (though I know your reason for wanting to know goes beyond just that). I could help with other places (the Alhambra, freshman dorms at Harvard, the shores of Lake Superior). Good luck.

Ooh, Theresa, how cool, what you wrote here! Sounds like you Get It. How nice to have people understand what I'm rambling about.

And you write beautifully, as well!