Current location:	The Silver Spoon
Current mood:	nostalgic
Current music:	Serious Sirius

Voices of the past

Maybe its just the ongoing funk I've been in. My novel writing continues to plod along...plod, plod, plod. My feelings on being newly single are mixed. I feel I work too hard, then try to relax by forcing myself to go faster. 
Then, sitting here tonight at dinner, I heard a familiar tune waft over the satellite radio station. It must be the 80's channel. It's Olivia Newton-John singing 'Magic', which was one of the top songs fifteen thousand summer nights ago. It's inextricably linked to 'Xanadu', which was a major bomb when released (and personally disappointing to me, because, well, it was a bad film) and sort of exemplified the teenage summer romance I thought was going to last forever. Well, 28 years later, hearing the music from Xanadu drags me right back to DeSoto and what was the loveliest and the worst summer of my life, perhaps until now.
Funny, the things you remember and the things you forget. What was a bomb at the time may turn out to be a classic in retrospect.