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camrogersGot out of work yesterday, found a bar for an hour and went over the interview questions I had lined up. Moseyed over to Sahara and looked around for the guy from Cave Clan I was supposed to meet. I had a table booked by the window so got comfy. Some people came in, all in groups. Got texted five minutes later with "I'm here", looked around, and the two guys at the table across the way saw me looking at my phone and came over. That was about as cloak-and-dagger as it got. After that it was all smiles and enthusiasm.
They were great. The organiser was friendly, amiable and keen, and his laconic offsider had a good sense of humour and an encyclopaedic head for facts, history, stories and detail. I wound up taking about 15 pages of notes. It's going to completely refurbish a full third of the novel and provide a bunch of excellent anecdotal stuff - not the least of which is just how powerful the human fear of the dark is. Especially when you're underground. And especially when you're alone. No-one, they say, goes past the light. All the grafitti ends where the light ends. And once you're into the dark your senses are constantly being second-guessed. I'll save the rest for the book, but enough to say that it really got me thinking.
The Bureau of Meteorology forecasts rain for the weekend - again - so the newbie run's off. But I'll definitely be making the next one they do.
They were great. The organiser was friendly, amiable and keen, and his laconic offsider had a good sense of humour and an encyclopaedic head for facts, history, stories and detail. I wound up taking about 15 pages of notes. It's going to completely refurbish a full third of the novel and provide a bunch of excellent anecdotal stuff - not the least of which is just how powerful the human fear of the dark is. Especially when you're underground. And especially when you're alone. No-one, they say, goes past the light. All the grafitti ends where the light ends. And once you're into the dark your senses are constantly being second-guessed. I'll save the rest for the book, but enough to say that it really got me thinking.
The Bureau of Meteorology forecasts rain for the weekend - again - so the newbie run's off. But I'll definitely be making the next one they do.
