Too blown away to write much. Utterly destroyed by the concert last night – as I said to Mark, it’s like the best sex you’ve ever had, prolonged for about two hours. That was how I felt afterwards – exhausted, replete, ruined. This man has ruined my life.
There’s so much I want to say about the concert that I’m going to save it for now.
If you’re not a Leonard Cohen fan you may want to avoid this blog for a few days – or weeks. i intend to go on about it at length.
What more can I say? I love the man. He is the soundtrack to my life.
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I started my first novel, aged 8, in a draughty vicarage, finishing it 14 years later. My first poem emerged on a Sussex beach in 1965, but I didn’t return to poetry until 2007: I’m still trying to find out why.
I have published short stories, poems and reviews and am a recognised performance poet. I’ve been married 21 years and have two children, Holly, 20 and Daniel, 17; but my husband now wants to be known as female. My struggles with this and its effects on my writing, are the springboard for short stories and a radio play.
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🙂 does this mean that I can ask you about songs and lyrics that I’m a tad unsure about? The sisters of mercy for me were people that helped him emotionally. Think I’ve a simplistic understanding.
No – that’s exactly what they were. There’s a story he tells about picking up two hitch-hikers (I think) and writing the song while they slept. I’ll try to find the reference