Saturday, July 18, 2009

Saturday, July 18, 2009
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Heading back home today. The plan is to breakfast at a new-to-us restaurant on the way so I can write about it, then make some stops at some of our favorite places, such as Earth Spirit Herbal Apothecary, Old Saybrook Recycled Furniture, and the Book Barn in Niantic.

But we’re open to what the day holds.


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Friday, July 17, 2009

Friday, July 17, 2009
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Lots of good food and interesting sights. Maine is such a beautiful state! I wish I could spend more time here.

It’s a little strange to be up here without my grandmother. She died right before Thanksgiving last year, and Thanksgiving was kind of in her memory. This is our first trip here completely without her.


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Thursday, July 16, 2009

Thursday, July 16, 2009
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No idea about the weather — wrote this the night before

By the time you read this, I should be well on the road to Maine for a combination of family stuff and work stuff. Will try to tweet or blog from the road if I can. There’s no internet where I’m staying.

I can tell you that lots of good food will be involved, as well as a much-longed for stop at Stonewall Kitchen in York.

Wednesday was just a lost day in oh, so many ways. I got a little work done, and two loads of stuff to storage.

I managed to get a client project finished, in spite of interruptions.

Some doctor’s office somehow managed to screw up their call forwarding or there was a line mix up or something and everything was going directly to my mother’s cell phone. I was on the phone with Verizon for AN HOUR AND A HALF and they couldn’t do anything, because these numbnuts that were calling their doctor couldn’t tell Verizon the correct name of the doctor or where the doctor was located so we could find another number, and Verizon insisted that the problem had to be fixed at the location. Only we couldn’t contact anyone there because everything went directly into my mother’s cell phone — and the number was nowhere near close.

On top of that, these dumb kumquats who called INSISTED that yes, we WERE the doctor’s office. They refused to believe that there was a screw-up in the line or a forwarding problem. I’m talking phone calls coming in every 30 SECONDS for HOURS. All of them rude, dumb, and mean.

I finally managed to get an outgoing voice message clearly stating the number, that we were NOT a doctor’s office and NOT to leave a message for a doctor because it wouldn’t be returned.


How fucking stupid can so many people be? I could understand one or three, but sixty seven?

I had to clean out the mailbox a couple of times because it was full, and my mom gets messages from people who actually hire her to dog and cat sit. It’s not like I could let the message box remain full until this problem is resolved — if it ever is.

I finally managed to trace down the doctor — why I can do something the phone company can’t is just beyond me — and found a fax number. I faxed the office, asking them to please fix the problem, and I also tweeted about it, hoping it’ll get re-tweeted often enough so somebody has a private number for this doctor and we can resolve this. In the meantime, the phone is off and I check it every few hours to erase the doctor’s messages. Because I am not being paid to be a damned answering service, and the message is quite clear about NOT leaving a message for the doctor.

My mom spoke before the City Council last night, at a public hearing. I was very proud of her (she’s eighty-four). And the misinformation and venom spewed at the Council by another senior citizen was just ridiculous. My mom and I crafted a formal letter to the Council setting out the correct information (that actually has basis in fact and documentation to prove it) and is easily readable, and, when it arrives at City Hall, will be a matter of public record.

The Stupidity Quotient has risen to a level with which I just can’t deal right now.

I definitely need a few days away!

Have pity on the cat sitter! 😉


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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Waning Moon
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Sunny and pleasant

I felt quite accomplished yesterday morning — interview requests out, restaurant research for the trip, caught up on email, first 1k of the day, signed up for two seminars, etc., etc., all before 9 AM.

I was set to go to the library by 10 AM to do some research in preparation for next week’s interviews. I walk across town — to find that the library’s hours have now changed and they don’t open until NOON on Tuesdays. So the library’s hours are wonky, the post office’s hours are wonky — every time I want to do something, I have to go to a different town. That’s ridiculous, considering we are a suburb of NYC and should have fully functional institutions such as a post office and a library.

I should have just gone to Greenwich, which is actually open during reasonable hours.

Anyway, I packed up a bunch of stuff, drove to White Plains to Target for more bins, and packed up more stuff. I have to drive the bins over to storage today — there’s no place for them in the apartment. But the top bunk bed from childhood, which has served as a catch-all for far too many years, is now empty. I still have to tackle the bottom bunk and whatever’s hidden UNDER the beds, but at least I’ve accomplished something.

The cats are not amused.

I ended up back in White Plains last night, out to dinner with a friend at a place called Asian Temptation. We were seated right in front of the koi pond, which was lovely, and the food is exquisite, but I could have lived without the techo-pop playing in the background. It was a nice evening out

I came back in time to watch WAREHOUSE 13, which worked my last nerve. Sexist (the only cliche missed was the two women pulling each other’s hair), and again, they spend a lot of time setting up, and then run out of time and just stop. I want to know the WHY, not just the WHAT behind each object. The situational characters weren’t developed at all — you can develop a character with a couple of lines or a single gesture. And to have the antagonists say, “It’s not about the money” when the money was the key to what they needed was just delusional. Also, the two protags caused harm by simply walking away at the end instead of trying to help the antagonists, for whom we (and they) were supposed to feel sympathy. Nice little nod to TWILIGHT ZONE in the Artie B-story, but again, it dissipated tension instead of building it — the placement of his scenes are weak — and there’s too much that’s not even a tease for future developments, it’s just put out there and left. They’ve got one more episode and, if I’m still frustrated next week, I’m not watching anymore. I’m really disappointed. There’s so much room for inventiveness here, and the piece isn’t living up to it.

Decent but not great writing session this morning. I need to make a couple of trips to storage, solidify an interview time for next week, do some work on a client project, and wrap up a few things before I leave tomorrow. My mom is speaking in front of the City Council tonight asking the City to protect the seniors from the scumbag landlord. I’m going with her to support her.

Not sure if I’ll get to blog, so I scheduled a few posts while I’m gone.

Elsa seems back to normal. The cats are upset by the packing and chaos, and are Very Busy whenever something is moved.


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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
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Uranus Retrograde
Bastille Day

In 1985 on this day, I gave notice to one of the worst jobs I ever had (and yes, it was a theatre job). I look at this as my own personal “freedom” day.

I dashed over to Home Depot yesterday morning to re-stock a bunch of cleaning supplies. Did some work in the a.m., headed to acupuncture in the early afternoon. The traffic was dreadful, but the LIE was worse (thank goodness I didn’t have to use the LIE — it’s a parking lot all summer with Hamptons traffic).

Acupuncture was great. The yoga’s made a positive difference, the acupuncture got things moving again, and last night’s yoga session was even better.

Elsa continues to show improvement, so let’s hope she’s completely back on her paws before I leave. It’ll be easier on the cat sitter.

Dru, I’m headed to Prague in mid-September., with Costume Imp, who you met at my release party for HEX BREAKER last summer. He’s in Italy right now.

I’ve got bunch of correspondence to get out this morning, some interviews to set up for next week when I get back, and some research to do at the library for an article. I also need to do some prep for the trip later this week. I had a great writing morning today — worked on two projects, both of which are on fire lately. One is very realistic, set mostly in Scotland. The other starts out and seems realistic/naturalistic, and then takes a turn. I plan to get back to the serial this week, too.

Is the “hold” button on the iPod the one at the top, where you hold it down for a few seconds, and it says “slide to power off”? The guy at Genius Bar showed me how to use that, and I do. As I said, at the workshop, we never even got to turn on the iPod. But the interior of my purse can be rather chaotic.

Off to get a lot done today and tomorrow, so that I can leave on Thursday morning with a clear conscience! I’ll see if I can post from the road — if not, I’ll have other posts scheduled while I’m gone.

Have a great day, all!


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Monday, July 13, 2009

Monday, July 13, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

I’m over at Sole Struck Fashions with my second installment of “Signature Scents” — this month, I talk about how I blend oils to make my own. I hope you stop by.

Brandy, I’ve heard good things about NewEgg. I’ll check them out. Thank you!

I’ve been alternating doses of Elsa’s regular medicine with Rescue Remedy. She seems a little better. I’m going to keep it up and maybe take her to the vet next week, if she needs it. She got a lot of sleep yesterday, and she slept through the night better than I did — I woke up at 1:30 AM for some reason, and had a heck of a time getting back to sleep. Elsa just rolled over and put her paw over her face.

Got some work cleared off the desk yesterday morning. Took a nap in the afternoon, to make up for the previous night. Did some hand washing — which means I’ll have to do some ironing in the next few days, but I like to iron, so it’s no big deal. I cooked a lot yesterday afternoon when I woke up — since I’ll be gone for the second half of the week, I wanted to cook anything that could get bad in the fridge. We’ll eat from those dishes until we go, and freeze the rest. I hate to waste food!

Read a bit, wrote a bit, basically had a restorative day. I’m packed for the trip. Yes, I’m a freak — I pack way in advance. I’m surprised I haven’t started packing for Prague! I’ve got some errands to run this morning, and then I’m off to the acupuncturist this afternoon. Traffic will be a nightmare, due to bridge problems — hopefully it won’t undo all the good the acupuncture does!

I had a good writing session this morning (whew). I’m getting back into the groove. I’m writing about Scotland, which always makes me happy.

Somehow, my iPod turned itself on in my purse and ran down its battery, so I’m recharging it. I guess that’s why they recommend the hard case, huh?

Iris and Violet are very busy this morning, so I better see what they’re up to. And then it’s off to start the day.

Have a good week, all!


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Sunday, July 12, 2009

Sunday, July 12, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
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Sunny and humid

Well, yesterday was an adventure. I went out in the morning to do errands. Went to the Post office, which was actually open at a time I could go. Stopped at the wine store, went to Staples to get my external hard drive. The guy at the store tried to push me into having my PC cleaned. I explained I switched to Mac, and didn’t need the PC cleaned anymore, and I was there to get a Mac-compatible external hard drive. The Apple store used Seagate quite a bit, and it was on sale at Staples, so that’s the one I chose. Continued on with other errands, to Bed Bath and Beyond, who didn’t have what I needed and Michael’s, who didn’t have what I needed, and, well, you get the picture. I didn’t even make the planned stop at DSW. Just not in the mood.

Got home, took a look at the hard drive — and it’s only compatible with PC. Yeah. Part of that is my responsibility — I should have checked before I left the store, instead of trusting the employee to get from the stock room the item for which I asked. Especially at that particular Staples. But I should also be able to trust that the guy brings me the right piece of equipment.

Went back to the store, and, of course, heaven forbid any of the accounting should be easy. There were all kinds of accounting histrionics, and I won’t really know how it’s sorted until I get my statement next month. They didn’t have the Seagate hard drive that’s compatible with Mac, so I got a MyBook, which one of the other employees actually uses with her Mac.

Came home, hooked it all up, set up Time Machine — and it was done in an hour. An hour! That’s it! The last time I tried to back up the PC, a window popped up saying, I kid you not, that it would take FIFTY-FOUR HOURS to back up the computer. And I already have way more on the Mac than I ever had on any of my PCs.

One of my books arrived from National Geographic yesterday, the book on the Hubble Telescope. It’s amazing. It will take me weeks to thoroughly read it and absorb it, and it’s a book to which I will often go back.

Laid-back afternoon. Disappointing dinner — picked up some Thai food and it wasn’t very good Watched a movie — THE HOLIDAY. I’d heard awful things about it, and it wasn’t bad. There were a few logistical lapses I wanted fixed, and I think they could have pushed the comedy and still not gone over into slapstick, which they were careful to avoid. I like the casting. It was a perfectly pleasant evening’s diversion.

Elsa had a bad night, which meant I had a bad night. I was up with her quite a bit. I think the respiratory infection is back. This morning, I gave her medicine, which made her throw up, but now the respiratory infection seems to be better. Maybe we can both nap in the afternoon. I’ll give her some Rescue Remedy tonight, and then some more medicine tomorrow, and see how she does. If she’s got a relapse, I’ll have to take her back to the vet.

Violet raced around this morning like a lunatic, and then ran head first into a large, hard-backed book I held. I was worried she had a concussion, but she seems fine.

I finally had a really good writing morning today. What a relief! I’ve got an article to finish today, some information to get back to an editor, and then I’ll have to make sure everything is taken care of early in the week, because I’m working out of town the second half of the week — and will probably bug the cat sitter by calling every half hour to check on Elsa.

I need to get a bunch of stuff packed and hauled over to storage before I go.

It’s a lovely day — I was out for a walk this morning to the bakery, and maybe I’ll get a chance to go out again this afternoon — if I don’t opt to nap.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend.


Saturday, July 11, 2009

Saturday, July 11, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Yesterday turned out to be an odd day. I headed out to do my errands and got a Really Bad Feeling. I tried to shake it off. I couldn’t. I was practically nauseous by the time I got to the car.

So I didn’t go.

These errands were not stress-inducing, and there was no reason for me to dread them. I just had a strong sensation that I shouldn’t go to that particular town that day. don’t know why — might never know why. But I felt better as soon as I listened to my gut. They weren’t anything that had to be done at that moment.

Instead, I finished the job for Confidential Job #1 — finally, what a slog THAT was this time! — and got it out the door. I finished some other client projects. I had chills and a scratchy throat and that achy feeling and thought, “Oh, no.”

So, when I finished my work at 2:30, I logged off, went back to bed with some hot tea and the book about Felbrigg Hall, and spent the afternoon in bed, warmed by cuddly cats. I felt well enough to cook dinner and eat, and then went back to bed, alternating between reading and watching TV.

I feel much better this morning. It was probably exhaustion that could have turned into an illness, but was caught early enough not to. I hope so, anyway!

Iris, AKA Princess Hellion, lived up to her name this morning, thundering through the apartment, yelling at the top of her little kitty lungs(at 5 AM), plunging over and under the bed. She even tried to dig her way up through the mattress and box spring. Elsa just ducked and stayed out of the way. Violet finally got so annoyed she whacked her sister right out of the air as though she was a baseball. It was pretty funny.

I finally had a good, solid writing session this morning, so let’s hope that’s all sorted. I’m getting back into the groove of a couple of WIPs, and making notes on a new project that actually combines several ideas that have knocked around in my brain for awhile.

I’ve got some correspondence to get out this morning, head off to the post office, and then run some errands. If I feel like doing the ones I put off yesterday, I will. Otherwise, they can wait until next week.

I hope to do some packing this afternoon. Those of you with “spare rooms” probably have a piece of furniture you never use, and “stuff” accumulates on it. I’ve got that too — only it’s not in a spare room! So it’s time to excavate the stuff off it and prepare it to go to storage. I’d rather use the space for bookcases and another bureau.

So, we haven’t needed to use much power because the weather’s been temperate. Yet the power company raised rates because they’re losing money due to the good weather. Of course, when the weather is vile and we USE the power, they raise the rates, too, because we’re using so much power and they’re trying to ‘teach” us to live green. Yeah, right. I like my fairy tales to actually have plots and characters.

Hopefully, it will be a calm, low stress day, and maybe I’ll even get another writing session this afternoon. Fingers crossed! Hope you’re having a great weekend, all!


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Friday, July 10, 2009

Friday, July 10, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

I love the warm, pleasant days and the cool nights we’ve had. I haven’t even put in the air conditioner yet! Love that.

Finished consolidating the storage units yesterday. I still have some repacking to do in there and re-organization. And then I can bring in a bunch of stuff from the apartment, and buy myself some breathing room. Since the unit is close and large enough to get at things without having to take it all out because the thing you need is always at the back — I can actually use it as an extra, very large closet for stuff I don’t need every day.

Worked on client projects and Confidential Job #1 yesterday. The latter present some interesting challenges.

I’ve been good about keeping up the yoga this week, but with all the box moving, I’m skipping the weights. I think it would be too much.

Interesting contrast between two actors: i received a really nice email from a well-known actor with whom I’ve never worked, but we were both working on Broadway at the same time last year/early this year. We ran into each other in the neighborhood, as one does, had a few conversations, joked around, etc. He came to see the show on which I worked and I happened to be there that night, and he’s kept in touch with one of the actors with whom I worked closely and am still in touch with regularly, which is how he got my contact info. He’s in town to promote his new movie and just dropped me an email to say hey, he was thinking of me and hoped all is well. Classy, which is typical of him. We’re not going to get together, but it’s a nice gesture on his part, and it keeps two professionals who respect each other in touch, so if we get the chance to work together someday, we’ve maintained a rapport. On the other hand, another actor with whom I worked very closely last year, and with whom I’ve been in sporadic touch (whenever he needed something), was in town for an entire week last week. Not only did he not contact me at all (we couldn’t have coordinated our schedules, I’m sure, but it would have been polite to say hi), I found out he was in town when he twittered about hanging out with someone about whom he complained frequently to me while we worked together. Déclassé to the max. Fortunately, I think it’s funny rather than getting upset about it, and I will work it into something someday. Inspiration comes in many forms! And it’s always great to create a fictional situation of poetic justice or envision the karmic return. Like I always say: EVERYTHING is material! 😉 And, if and when I have the opportunity to choose which one to work with, guess which one I’ll choose? The classy one, of course.

This morning’s writing session was better. I hope I’m starting to turn the corner. if you just keep digging, eventually you dig your way out the other side.

I’m taking my mom to the train station this morning — she’s off to NYC for the weekend. I’ve got some errands to run, and then more client work and I want to wrap up Confidential Job #1. I will be glad to get that one out the door!

The weekend is about packing, writing, and reading. Now that I’ve brought all these books home from storage (in anticipation of the bookcases I’m bringing out when I do the furniture swap in a couple of weeks), I want to read them! 😉 Nothing like shopping in your own bookcase, right? I might get to go out of town for the second half of next week, which would be great, if I can coordinate everything and get the cat sitter to stay with the beasts.

Violet seems fine today, thank goodness. I told her yesterday she might have to go to the vet, and it was amazing how quickly she stopped sneezing! I’m keeping a close eye on her for the next few days, but I hope it was just that there was extra dust from the storage work and everything is fine.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Nina Bell lately (the protag of TAPESTRY, “Tumble”, “Too Much Mistletoe”, etc.). Those pieces were set when she was just starting her life in NY in the mid-1990s. I really do want to write FINDING JAKE, set in that same time period, where she finds out once and for all what happened to the boyfriend who got her into so much trouble in TAPESTRY, was shot, and she doesn’t know if he’s alive or dead. But I’ve also wondered what would happen if I wrote about her life in the 21st century. Do I need to write the adventures in the interim to see what happened? Or can I imagine her in the present and then, maybe somewhere down the line, fill in? Would she have grown up, settled down with more than her philodendron Esmerelda, or gotten more eccentric? Would she have stayed in theatre? In New York? Are Tom and Zach still in her life?

It’s something to think about while packing.

Oh, and for the hypocritical politicians, a bit of clarification on definitions: When you pay or are paid for sex, it’s called PROS-titution, not RES-titution. Just saying.

Anyway, I’ve got some correspondence to get out today and then it’s off to errand land before getting back to work. Have a great weekend, all!


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Thursday, July 9, 2009

Thursday, July 9, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Really good day working in the storage unit yesterday. I moved about 40 boxes of dishes and over 100 boxes of books — and still can’t find the two books I really need! Today, I just have to move out the annoying little stuff in odd shapes and figure out how to stash it, and the units are consolidated. Even better, there’s room to maneuver in the big unit. Since I plan to load a bunch of stuff in from the apartment to get some breathing space, that’s a good thing.

In the afternoon, we went over to Target and bought bins — 4 extra large and two little — all I could fit into the back of the car, so I can start packing stuff up in the apartment this weekend that I want to haul to storage.

Worked on client projects in the afternoon, too. I’m going to send off a couple late this afternoon, and get an extension on the project for Confidential Job #1 until tomorrow.

Another lousy writing session this morning. It’s just going to be tough until it’s not. And I just have to keep at it.

I think I have to take Violet to the vet I think she’s got a respiratory infection now — it’s as though she’s trying to sneeze, but it doesn’t come out. I’ll watch her for another day — maybe it’s the dust I’m bringing back from working in the unit and moving all that stuff up from the city, where it sat for years — I know I’m coughing and sneezing and my eyes are itchy. And, of course, the never-ending construction in the building that they’re trying to make the tenants pay for, even though ti’s for fantasy future tenants and doesn’t benefit us. It’ll be a challenge to give her medication. Elsa considers medication “treats”; Violet is convinced I’m trying to murder her. I don’t know why she’s so upset about it; it’s not like anything bad ever happened in her little kitty life since I got her, and she was only 4 weeks old when I got her and her sister; I hand-raised them. But she firmly believes medicine is awful and fights like crazy. Fortunately, this will be only the second time in her nine years she’s ever needed any. Poor Violet!

Back to finish the storage unit and then work on client projects. Got a few bills to pay, too. I’m hoping I can settle into a more productive writing routine next week.

Sorry I don’t have more of interest to talk about, especially on the writing front! Hopefully, that will change soon!


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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Partly sunny and pleasant

Supposedly we had horrible storms and hail all night. I slept through it; never heard a thing. The cats woke me up at 5 AM (so not cool), but it wasn’t because of storms. And I have an hilarious “bad kitties’ photo to post later this week. Little stinkers!

Spent about three hours working in the unit yesterday; got a lot done, started getting the medium-sized unit folded in. I found quite a few books I needed, and carted those home, and tossed quite a bit of stuff. Since I can’t leave the garbage there, I had to haul it back in my car and dispose of it here. I don’t know when the big move is yet, but I’m getting the energy and momentum going for it.

Ran a few errands. Did some client work in the afternoon. The assignment for Confidential Job #1 is a bit more complex than I expected, so I’m a bit behind. But I’ll catch up today. Client work, discussions with editors, pulled a couple of listings for possible pitches, but didn’t have the time to actually pitch them (guess I didn’t want them enough).

Did not watch the Michael Jackson memorial. I enjoyed his music growing up, I’m sorry he’s dead, but I didn’t know him, never worked with him, and it doesn’t have a lot of personal impact. I wish they’d stop carting his casket around and let the poor man rest in peace. I feel for his family and the friends who actually knew him and loved him, especially his kids. I have nothing but contempt for the so-called “friends” who were “too upset” to attend. This isn’t about you, bitches; you should have put aside your egos, pulled it together, and shown the man some public respect. With “friends” like that . . .

Cooked salmon in a sesame-ginger teriyaki sauce and put today’s pork chops in the maple chipotle marinade so they could soak all night. I have to go grocery shopping today after I spend a few hours working in the storage unit, and I need to make my list. I’m also going to do a rough inventory of everything, so that when I relocate I have an idea of what’s where.

Talked to a friend to make plans for dinner next week — we haven’t seen each other in awhile and want to catch up.

Lousy writing session this morning. I’m just going to have to navigate rough waters for a bit.

Watched the premiere of WAREHOUSE 13 last night. I thought most of it was clever. I had a few structural problems with it, although, for the most part, I liked the writing and the casting. Cross-cutting Artie in the warehouse hunting down the portrait with the building investigative MTV-byte-length scenes, in my opinion was a mis-use of comic relief — it dissipated tension/suspense instead of building it. And it was unclear why the professor brought back the book with the comb — it sounded as though he was ordered to do so, but if the comb is where the power lies, it doesn’t make sense he would just “happen” to find it and bring it back. It’s kind of a chicken-egg question that was ignored and never logically explained. I could conjecture, but I wanted to KNOW. It may well have been a scene that was shot and then cut. I also wanted more character development in the guest roles. I know one has to establish the leads and the core quickly, but give them interesting CHARACTERS to play off of each week, not just odd SITUATIONS. Although the nod to the RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK warehouse situation did make me giggle. And the Sci-Fi channel now calls itself “SyFy”? Really? Barf. It’s not a “hip, cool re-name”. It’s stupid. It makes me not want to spend time on the channel because I feel as though those making the decisions are insulting my intelligence. Yeah, i know they do that anyway, especially with their Saturday movies which are so poorly written and executed that they’re laughable, excruciating, and unwatchable (I think I’ve lasted maybe four minutes on a couple of them, and less on most), but some of the series are actually pretty good. However, this re-name pushes me away from the channel rather than drawing me towards it because the name alone means I can’t trust the content.

Okay, I’m going to get some more work done on the assignment for Confidential Job #1 before heading back to storage.

The problem with having a subscription to NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC is that they also publish fantastic books. And they have sales. Yes, I succumbed.


Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Full Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Cloudy and pleasant

So, I’m sore in places I forgot I had. I meant to only go and reorganize the large unit, but we were on a roll, and wound up consolidating the smallest unit into it. I’ve got some things to be re-boxed this morning (the boxes are breaking), and I want to find an accessible area to stack the “Misc.” boxes so I can go through them and purge over the next few months, but we got a lot done. And today, after the re-boxing, I want to get at least 1/3 of the medium unit folded in.

I found a bunch of stuff I forgot I had. Some I brought back to the apartment (mostly books, a few dishes, a table). Some boxes I just labelled better so when I need something or when I unpack after the relocation, I’ll have an easier time of it.

I’m still looking for a few books I haven’t managed to locate, but found some that I need. So it’s all good.

The furniture I want to swap out is all stacked in the front corner of the unit for easy access. I’m sorting the stuff that has to go to the electronics recycling and the stuff I want to put up on Freecycle.

It’s quite a long process — a lifetime’s worth of stuff — but it’ll be worth it to get it sorted, organized, and purged BEFORE the big move. Why pay movers to cart stuff to a different state if I’m only going to throw it out once I get there?

Came home, exhausted, picked up Chinese food on the way from my favorite place. Rested a bit, then did some client work and started the assignment for Confidential Job #1, but didn’t get very far. I was distracted by a book called COBWEBS AND CREAM TEAS, about working at Felbrigg Hall in Norfolk. I rented the Mustard Pot cottage on that property several years ago, and love the estate. The people who work there are delightful, and the whole place has a warm, loving atmosphere.

The photo is The Mustard Pot, where I stayed. If you click the Felbrigg Hall link above, you’ll see the actual main house and grounds.

mustard pot2

I’ll have to make up for not working on the assignment today, since it’s due tomorrow.

I’m talking to an editor about an article, and a second editor contacted me about some sportswriting; however, the latter is ignoring questions as to frequency of assignment, length of assignment, and, most important, pay. If those questions are not answered, I will tell him to forget it.

The only computer workshop I need to take this month is on a day I can’t go. Oh, well.

Lousy writing session this morning. It’s taking me awhile to find my rhythm again. But I just keep pushing through, and, eventually, I’ll get there. I’m experiencing the part of being a full-time writer that’s not so much fun — facing the page when there is zero inspiration available, and all I’ve got to fall back on is craft. The only way to conquer it is to work through it and not give up because it’s a little more difficult or because I “don’t feel like it.” That’s what separates the pros, who CAN make a living writing from the wanna-bes — we do it eve on the rough days.

The Jupiter Retrograde is having a heavy effect on me this time around — I’m sorting out everything I can when it comes to house and home, and not taking any prisoners! Well, if there’s going to be a retrograde, I might as well use it POSITIVELY, right?

I’m going to attempt a little more work on the page this morning, and then it’s back to storage. I need to get the medium size unit sorted and consolidated by the end of the week.


Monday, July 6, 2009

Monday, July 6, 2009
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

There was a power failure out in CT, just a short one, but it screwed up the wi-fi somehow, so I had a good excuse not to get online. I could get on with the iPod and tweet, etc., but not get on the webmail accounts because I haven’t set them up properly. I’ll have to fix that today. When I accessed them via Safari, I couldn’t maneuver in the accounts the way I needed. It was a holiday weekend and I had an “out of office” message up anyway, so I seriously doubt anyone couldn’t live without me for a few days. I’m trying to steer away from clients who are drama queens — dealt with enough of those when I worked in theatre!

Friday was good. I was sore, but had a productive morning, got the cats set up, the follow-up paper work regarding UHaul done, etc. A UHaul customer service advocate responded to my Twitter moans, but it was already a done deal. Hopefully, UHaul and I are done for good. They used to be pretty good, but in the past few years, have disintegrated.

I was out the door a little after 10 AM. I stopped at DSW, in the mood for some shoe shopping as a reward. Unfortunately, in spite of a huge sale, there was nothing I wanted. There was a pair of burnt orange patent leather sandals — a color I NEVER wear, but for some reason, they intrigued me. The design was great. However, on my feet, they looked hideous. And everything else either looked bad or didn’t fit properly. Oh, well.

Stopped at Michael’s in search of some cotton yarn they sometimes carry, but they’re setting up for Halloween and didn’t have it. Halloween? Really? In July? I know some of these crafts take awhile, but still . . .

Swung by the grocery store to pick up the last few items — it was a zoo. Driving to CT, I had the radio on and the local weather forecast predicted “a light shower around 4 PM.” Meanwhile, it was 11:30 AM and pouring, but no one mentioned that. Do these people ever actually look out of a window?

Unloaded in CT, discovered I forgot a few key ingredients, headed to the closest store and picked them up, and then I was REALLY ready to relax. Lobster for lunch — I’m on a cilantro kick and mixed it into the salad — really good.

Relaxing afternoon, reading and not doing much of anything.

Made sweet-and-sour chicken for dinner. And we had a strawberry shortcake for dessert.

So, Sarah Palin’s resigning as governor of Alaska, huh? And here I hoped we were rid of her in the lower 48 for awhile as she dealt with the state she was paid to govern. No such luck. I can’t stand her — not because I disagree with her views (which I do), but because she is one of the most woefully uninformed individuals I’ve ever come across, and DOESN’T CARE to learn anything. She parrots talking points and spreads misinformation, and the way she stood there and grinned like a loon and did nothing when people in her crowds advocated violence against Obama was both irresponsible and disgusting. There’s nothing wrong with having a strong point of view, but back it up with FACTS, not fiction, and she was unwilling to do so. This attitude that because she has a point of view on something means it’s real no matter what the facts prove is both arrogant and dangerous.

Also, not being willing to see out her full term says, to me, that she can’t honor a commitment made to the people who elected her. If she can’t honor a commitment made to her home state, how could anyone believe she would fulfill a commitment made on a national level? If she dislikes “lame duck” status, then prove a Governor doesn’t have to be a lame duck during the last 18 months in office. Don’t just quit.

However, I also felt she was often treated unfairly, especially when it came to how much was spent on clothes, etc. Women are scrutinized on their appearance more closely than men. She had to have a MASSIVE wardrobe, and that is a legitimate business expense. When I worked full-time on Broadway, if there were clothes I had to buy to wear exclusively backstage for work, they were write-offs when they weren’t provided by the company. Some shows provided black jumpsuits to wear backstage; sometimes you had to be in long-sleeved black shirts and black pants, which you provided yourself, but were either reimbursed by the show or written off on taxes (and yes, it was a legitimate write-off, there’s a line for it). I had specific black cross-trainers only worn backstage, and I went through a pair every three months. Those were a legitimate expense. Palin had to be on-camera all day, every day, and her appearance (as Hillary Clinton’s, as Michelle Obama’s, as Cindy McCain’s) was discussed in more detail and with a more critical eye than any of the men’s. A huge and varied wardrobe was a necessity. They weren’t something she would have had to buy on her own, and yes, the campaign SHOULD foot the bill and shut up.

She’s too addicted to the spotlight to go away, and she wants to be president in 2012. She’s going to be a GOP attack dog for the next few years, continuing to spread more misinformation because she can’t be bothered with facts.

Where I think she could do a lot of good is as an advocate for disabled children. She mentioned her youngest in her speech — and I think that’s place where she could have an enormously positive impact. But I doubt she’ll be content with that.

And will someone please get Mark Sanford to shut up? The American public are not his personal therapy group, and he needs to stop treating us as such. The meltdown is kind of horrifying, and, as I’ve said before, I feel bad for him and his family on a human level, but it’s none of my business. Some of it is the business of his constituency; most of it is the business of his immediate circle. He needs to get whatever help and mediation necessary to resolve the situation in however they decide to resolve it, but TMI, Governor, TMI.

Regarding Michael Jackson’s death, enough already. When the media has some actual information, in the 6-8 weeks it takes for toxicology screens to come back, tell us, but this all-Jackson-all-the-time is exhausting. He was sad and brilliant; we get it. He was somewhat of a musical idiot savant who couldn’t function in daily life and surrounded himself with parasites; we get it. What they’re ignoring is how much of his music was about social justice — from the video of the rehearsal two days before his death to something like “Black or White”, etc. Let him rest in peace, so his ghost isn’t tied to the earth the way Elvis’s is. Honor him, but let him GO.

Up early on Saturday. Spent most of the morning cooking. I hadn’t brought a recipe for potato salad, so I made one up. Fortunately, it turned out well. Also made a chocolate cream pie. I made a shortbread crust, but next time, I think I’ll try something else.

Spent some time in the morning reading by the pool. My mom was dog-sitting near by, so we went over for lunch to visit and I made pizza. Lazy afternoon, reading, and I managed to get in a nap.

Evening was fun, eating with a few friends, typical hamburgers, hotdogs, etc. The potato salad was a big hit, and I noted down the recipe. We watched the feed of the Macy’s fireworks — lovely, especially with that enormous moon overhead. And, if you actually sit down and READ the Declaration of Independence, instead of just spitting up sound bytes — it’s a pretty astonishing document.

Up early on Sunday, and actually went back to the page. A little frightening– I haven’t had a good session at the page for nearly two weeks, thanks to UHaul Hell. It was as though I hadn’t worked out for weeks and the muscles atrophied — I had to get back into it slowly. And I didn’t want to.

Didn’t do much on Sunday — cooked a bit, but mostly sat around and read. I was ready to come home by the end of the day, and the cats were happy to see me. Unpacked, watered the plants — the tomato plants, the morning glories, and the moonflowers are all doing well. Read a bit, watched some bad TV. I’m so sick of unscripted television, and the networks don’t want to actually pay talented people to put on good shows for more than a few hours a week, so, very often, the television is OFF.

Lousy writing session this morning. I think I’ll have a few rough days until I find my rhythm again. Some client projects came in and more “talk” with a potential editor — I’m beginning to think we’re never going to actually get to the article. I’ve also got to do most of the work for Confidential Job #1.

I’m spending a few hours in the storage unit today, rearranging, purging, organizing, and then, tomorrow, I can start folding in the other two units I’ve got at the facility, so everything is in a single unit. In a few weeks, I’m going to do a furniture swap– get some of the furniture where I am now into the unit and some of the stuff in the unit out where it’s useful. Rearrange the space a bit, make it more efficient and better-looking. And doing all of this work now will make the relocation easier, too.

The next few weeks will be really busy, but I hope to slide back into a good writing groove after a few days and balance the fiction with the practical. There’s a lot to get done in the month of July.

In other words, I have no time for politicians who behave like morons.

Hope everyone had a great weekend, and let’s hope July is a fantastic month!


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