Follow up on the Brass Ring

[pecunium]

My proposal, (Great Britain on foot, Bridle Path and Barge) is doing well, esp. for just one day's worth of listing.

If I understand what they want, it needs more. I feel guilty (well no, I feel like a beggar, which is different). They want someone who will be read, who can provide something which will have a following. So I'm actually asking for a little more than just a vote.

So if you could follow this link:



and, vote (if you've not already), and leave a comment. Give a suggestion, tell me what you'd like to read about, see pictures of.

When they say, "name your dream", this is one of mine. Toad and his gyspy wagon. The time on the canal.... following the mule. That was what I flashed on. The Wind in the Willows was one of the shaping books of my youth. When I was a kid in Ohio we had a wood behind the house, about four acres. That's a fair chunk of tangled deadfall and mysterious nooks and crannies. It was where I set Badger's House in my mind's eye (there was a patch of fallen branches which was covered in leaves and twigs and snow in the winter. Beneath it was a small bit of dark dryness. The wood-rats Ratty scared off with his brace of pistols and cudgel could have lived in it).

Those are some of the things I would love to catch.

And the morning light, Otter's, "Piper at the Gates of Dawn", which I've always tied into Led Zeppelin's "Stairway to Heaven" (why yes, my mind is a strange clutter of bizarre free association).

I've got the chops to do the trip. Now I need evidence to show there are people who want to share it with me.

Thanks.

Comments

[elisem.livejournal.com]

Done. And actually, I might replace your first paragraph with this:


When they say, "name your dream", this is one of mine. Toad and his gyspy wagon. The time on the canal.... following the mule. That was what I flashed on. The Wind in the Willow was one of the shaping books of my youth. When I was a kid in Ohio we had a wood behind the house, about four acres. That's a fair chunk of tangled deadfall and mysterious nooks and crannies. It was where I set Badger's House in my minds eye: there was a patch of fallen branches which was covered in leaves and twigs and snow in the winter. Beneath it was a small bit of dark dryness. The wood-rats Ratty scared off with his brace of pistols and cudgel could have lived in it.

Those are some of the things I would love to catch.

I think it grabs harder. However, I might easily be wrong. Do what seems good to you... but I wanted to say how much I liked this bit.

[pecunium.livejournal.com]

Three things: I didn't think of it until this morning.

Edits aren't allowed. I'd have to delete it, and upload it again.

I only get 300 characters for the 1st graf.

I don't know if adding comments of my own is kosher. Mostly I have to hope the judges see that comment (and I'll probably repost it, as I continue to encourage people to go and vote, or tell their friends, etc.

Thank you for telling me what you thought of it.

[elisem.livejournal.com]

Ah! Yeah, that's different then.

I still love what you wrote. And I voted for you. Go, go!