Wed. Nov. 4, 2020: Die For Your Employer Day 168 — Holding Pattern

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Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Waning Moon

Neptune, Uranus, Mars Retrograde

Cloudy and warmer

Well, yesterday was hell, and it doesn’t look like it will get better anytime soon.

I have plenty to say, and feeling a lot of rage right now. Most of it will be just as relevant in a few days, when all the votes are counted.

All the votes MUST be counted. I have no problem with it taking as long as it takes, as long as it happens.

I DO have a problem with the amount of people who voted for the Sociopath throughout the country, and who voted for corrupt and disgusting Senators. KY remains misogynist and SC remains racist. Good to know. It is absolutely unacceptable and ridiculous that those two states didn’t kick out McConnell Graham.

The amount of morons who voted for people who want to stand by and watch us die is appalling.

This idea that Dem candidates who didn’t win made inroads and are “party-building” is crap. I know resisters fought hard in all those states and are hurting, but the bottom line is it didn’t get done and it HAD to get done. There’s no prize for coming in second. They HAD to win. There is NO FUTURE without those wins.

It’s not about regrouping and trying again in two years. It needed to happen NOW.

It needed to happen all over the country the way it happened in Arizona.

Knowledge Unicorns was subdued. They’re all tense, and felt their parents’ tension.

I didn’t drink as much as I expected – one glass of wine with dinner and one glass of brandy around 11 PM or so. It wouldn’t have helped. I feel bad enough anyway this morning. Too much alcohol would have made it worse.

I managed to get a book review polished and out yesterday, a bit of client work done, and got another book assigned. The contest where I’ve been a judge for several years invited me back again for 2021. We’re discussing categories.

I got the Samhain decorations packed up, and the fabric switched over for November. I ordered an air purifier, because we’re coughing. Imagine – we live on Cape Cod, and we need an air purifier, because the greedy and the stupid have destroyed so much of the environment in the past few years. It’s supposed to get up into the 70s for the next ten days or so; that means I don’t have to take in the furniture on the deck. I can sit out and enjoy things.

Got to grab moments of enjoyment while we can, because we’re in for a very dark time.

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Mon. Oct. 12, 2020: Intent for the Week — Batten Down the Hatches

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We’re headed into a Mercury Retrograde tomorrow, along with our rocky Mars retrograde and the more slippery Neptune and Uranus retrogrades.

The next three weeks will be rough.

So I’m working ahead as much as possible, in order to have as much bounce room as possible.

Peace, friends.

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Tues. Oct. 6, 2020: Die For Tourist Dollars Day 139 — Willa’s First Anniversary With Us!


Tuesday, October 6, 2020

Waning Moon

Pluto Direct as of Sunday

Neptune, Uranus, Mars Retrograde

Cloudy and cool

Well, that was quite a weekend, wasn’t it?

I got very little done, other than laundry and a lot of reading. I was tired. The new furnace works well, but makes the air much dryer, so I’ve had a scratchy throat for a few days while I adjust.

Made a buttermilk spice cake on Sunday, from a Moosewood recipe. It’s wonderful.

Didn’t do the grocery shopping or get to the dump or get much writing done. I was worn out.

Liars and Scammers

The political shitshow didn’t help. Now that it’s obvious the Sociopath took a Spa Weekend at Walter Reed to mock people who are actually sick and those who’ve died, let’s move on. Or back. Find out to whom he’s in debt. Block the judge – there is ALWAYS a way to stop the nominee. The Democrats need to grow some balls and do it. Get a relief bill passed so we get another stimulus check. Don’t let Wife Creature off the hook for her tapes. Keep investigating the taxes. Get out the vote.

All this speculation that the Sociopath is “sicker” than they’re telling us – mentally, yeah. Physically? He’s not sick. This was all the latest con to give him attention. People around him are sick, but he’s just mocking everyone. That’s why he did photos signing blank pieces of paper. That’s why he’s “visiting” wounded soldiers. That’s why he’s taking car rides to wave at people. He’ll come home this week and claim he “recovered” and it’s “not that bad.” Which is already what he did yesterday.

The only way I’ll believe he’s sick is if he has the worst possible outcome.

The whole thing is disgusting.

Are people around him getting sick? I’m sure they are. They’re infecting each other, because they won’t take basic precautions.

All these people checking into the hospital out of “caution”? When thousands were turned away who were really sick? Disgusting.

And the Conway reality show going on? Another scam. Stop pressuring a 15-year old girl to be a savior. It’s disgusting enough her parents are using her as part of their media manipulation.

Our numbers are going back up in MA. Yet the bridges were backed up and the tourists were all over the place, not taking any precautions. The traffic to get down to the library for curbside pickup, which is about 3 miles down the road – on Saturday was insane.

It’s all exhausting, which is the point. Wear us down.

Life stuff

I’m telling you, I want to rearrange my life to become a professional recluse. People suck.

I managed to get some of the outdoor decorations up, but I’m probably going to rearrange them a few times. I’m not satisfied.

Saturday night, all three cats decided they were going to be busy all night. And, of course, if they were up, they weren’t going to let us sleep. And they were busy together, which is a nice step, even though Charlotte and Tessa still don’t really get along. But it was pretty funny.

Today is Willa’s one-year anniversary with us. She’s made terrific progress, and is a sweet, funny, smart, curious cat. Charlotte came two days later – her anniversary is coming up. They were staying with different people when I adopted them.

She’d been moved around every few weeks for 18 months, and was totally disoriented and confused. She came with a different name – but she likes her new one.

I’m glad she’s a part of our lives.

Money and Writing

Received an unexpected check yesterday, for which I’m grateful. Preparing a pitch for a magazine which wasn’t paying a few months back, but is now. Was contacted by someone with whom I worked here on Cape to do an online lesson for the Writers’ Center (for a small honorarium).

That’s what I love about Jupiter going direct – influences the possibilities for financial/career expansion. Of course, I have to actually follow up/fulfill those opportunities (if I don’t take action, these influences mean nothing), but at least they’re offered.

I’ll get to work on all those today, along with some client work, LOIs, and I have to venture out for the Big Grocery Shop. I’m going to start stockpiling for holiday baking, although I’m still flirting with the idea of not doing it this year.

An opportunity I passed on yesterday: I was offered the “great opportunity” to PAY to be part of a collaborative script writing process that would be read by “prominent Hollywood and/or Broadway actors.”

Okay, first of all, I am PAID to write, I do not PAY to write. I’m not going to pay to work on a script-by-committee and then not have any rights to the work. Second, honey, by this point, I’ve worked with plenty of actors. When I lived in NY, I’d call them up and have them come over or rent a rehearsal studio so we could do table reads of scripts and novels. I’d pay them and feed them, and, most importantly, LISTEN to them.

The above “opportunity”? Not the kind of scam in which I’d participate.

Figured out where I’m going to set the Susanna Centlivre play (a room near the royal kitchen). I’m going to have Susanna, her husband, Joseph (chef to Queen Anne), and Mary Pix at least in it. I was going to add in Catherine Trotter and Delariviere Manley, and one of their male writer friends, but that might be too many characters for a short play. The conflict/plot will center around the male writer who kept plagiarizing the prolific female writers of the time. I need to check some research notes and fact check a few things, and then I’m ready to write.

As much as I hate the thought of going out, I’m excited to do a big grocery shop and get going on cold-weather cooking.

And it’s so nice to have a working furnace again!

Will get a final batch of voter postcards out this week, too. And this afternoon, the Knowledge Unicorns meet.

Busy day in store, but, I hope, a good one, after a tough weekend.

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Mon. Oct. 5, 2020: Intent for the Week — Still Center in Chaos

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I’m sure this week will get exponentially more chaotic.

I will attempt to find a still center, at least a few times a day.

I’m so weary, I need some peace.

Let’s hope this actually posts when it’s supposed to, hmm?

What’s your intention this week?

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Mon. Sept. 7, 2020: Labor Day Weekend

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Yes, I was serious about taking time off.

We’ll catch up tomorrow!

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Mon. Aug. 24, 2020: Intent for the Week — Quiet

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Monday, August 24, 2020
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde

I would really like to take this week off, but I can’t. So any time that is not tied up with client work will be used for quiet and meditation.

I need to clear out the clumps of tension and focus on hearing my inner voice. There are decisions that need to be made, and can’t with external noise.

I need quiet this week, both internal and external. I have no doubt that will be regularly challenged, but I will build pockets of it where I can.

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Fri. April 14, 2020: Die For Tourist Dollars Day 86 — Oh, To Escape Into the Forest

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Friday, August 14, 2020
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Cloudy and cooler

Got out some LOIs yesterday. Got some writing and some admin done, and a little bit of client work, although not as much as I’d hoped. I created a new ad for Fearless Ink, which I like, and I’m working on my autumn postcard. Which, the way the USPS is being sabotaged, might get there around the winter holidays.

Freelance chat was fun. Stefan Palios, one of our group, made an excellent point that will help me in my client negotiations: a freelancer does not have an employer-employee relationship with companies, but a business-to-business relationship. That is phrasing I will use every time a potential client tries to treat me like an employee not receiving benefits.

The whole thing made me more cheerful for the next round of LOIs.

The afternoon was spent working on the Grief to Art site. It’s soft-launched, which means it’s live, and, technically, open to submissions for the Walls of Remembrance, but I’m not going to actively start promoting its existence until the new moon on Tuesday. I’m still tweaking.

I don’t have the art submissions open yet, because I’m still working on guidelines and contracts. I might make the art/visual/verbal aspects by invitation-only at first, because I don’t want the site to be treated as a market for the unpublished. So that has to evolve.

Work on the site always takes a lot out of me, so I was pretty worn out by the end of the day.

I always wonder why I’m wiped out in the afternoon, but I wake up at 4 AM and usually start my workday by about 5 AM (even when that work is watering the yard). So by 2 PM, I’ve put in a full day.

Had weird dreams last night about being stuck in a mountain town with no way to leave. It was very busy and social, with no one wearing masks or distancing. Nothing like pandemic stress dreams to make one wake up exhausted.

Overslept, and was too late to do the morning watering. It kind of looks like it might have rained a little overnight? The asphalt is wet. Who knows.

Realized, in my early morning writing session on the deck, how much I love trees. They make me feel safe. If I was a fictional character, I’d be one of the ones who flee into the woods for sanctuary.

When I first woke up, around 3 AM (pre-weird dreams), it was actually quiet for about 10 minutes. No crazy traffic. No drag racing on the local streets (something I’ve never understood since I moved here, and which drives me nuts). Not even any of the nocturnal birds singing. It was blissfully quiet.

For only 10 minutes, but it was a happy 10 minutes.

I couldn’t do the curbside pickup at the library, so I will do that today. Also have to take in the garbage and the recycling – in one carload, since one can no longer take it in separately without paying twice, and the Town of Barnstable’s mantra is “Screw Thy Residents.”

More LOIs to get out today, client work, article work, tweaks on the Grief to Art site. This weekend, I hope to focus on THE BARD’S LAMENT, cleaning out the basement, and reading the book for review.

Have a good one, friends! See you on the other side

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Mon. Aug. 10, 2020: Intent for the Week — Find a Way Through

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This week brings more challenges and more pressure. I need to find a way through. I need to find a path.

Possibly get off the path already there and strike out differently.

I’m not sure of the details yet, but I have to be alert, aware, and ready to respond in an instant.

What’s your intent for the week?

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Fri. July 24, 2020: Nothing of Value

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I have nothing of value to add to any conversation today, so I leave you with a lighthouse, and wishes for a good weekend.

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Mon. July 6, 2020: Intent for the Week — Determination

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Monday, July 6, 2020
Last Day of Full Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
<ercury Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Foggy and humid

This week’s intent is determination.

The weekend was absolute hell, thanks to up to ten hours at a stretch of illegal fireworks being set off in the street in front of houses.

I have doctors’ appointments and client work and deadlines and other challenges to face. I am dreading the doctor’s appointment — I don’t want more bad news. Or to be sent for more tests.

The only way I can get through it is by making like a hockey player, and digging deeper with determination.

I spent a lot of the past weekend in both anger and despair. Now it is time to hone those emotions, to bend them into determination, and get done what needs to get done.

Because things can’t continue the way they are.

What’s your intent for the week? How do you intend to get there?

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June 22, 2020: Intent for the Week — Tranquility

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I am so sorry. I don’t know why this didn’t post when it should have.

I managed to hold to last week’s intent, for the most part.

This week, I am being ruthless about taking care of myself to go into surgery.

I plan to focus, as much as possible, on tranquility, and, from there, pull up the strength to move gracefully through the surgery and recovery.

It’s already been challenged a few times today, but I’m dealing with those challenges with as much practicality and humor as possible.

Peace, friends.

The writing post will go up early tomorrow, I promise!

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Mon. May 25, 2020: Memorial Day is Different This Year

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We have suffered personal and immediate losses in the past months that make today different than other Memorial Days.

I’ve taken this weekend for rest and reflection. and mourning. And work on a project that I hope will help us heal and honor those we’ve lost.

Peace and light to you, my friends.

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Fri. May 22, 2020: Taking A Long Holiday Weekend

Friday, May 22, 2020
New Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Saturn Retrograde
Venus Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Got a bunch of work done yesterday, client work, LOIs, etc.

Putting together some relevant clips from some fairly old material got me started on a project I’d been putting off for ages. I’m going through all the old Llewellyn material, under the Cerridwen Iris Shea name, and seeing what I can do with it. The pieces that haven’t been scanned for the clip file are being put into PDFs. I’m re-reading everything, taking notes on where I want to expand, how to organize, etc. The rights have all reverted back to me, so I can use the material however I want. In eBooks, on the website, etc. There’s a good article about Coventina that I will use on the Coventina Circle website.

My local library will start curbside pickup by appointment next week, and we can start leaving things in the book drop again. I took down two bags of books and a bag of DVDs, and it’s only about half of what I had out when everything shut down, so I will take down another load today and be done. They can only fill orders from their own shelves; most of what I have on order is from other libraries in the network. But I HAVE books from that library, and other people might want or need them, so I want to get everything back as soon as possible. I’m masked, I go down early in the morning when no one is around. Although a whole group of people was hanging out in the parking lot when I got there before 7:30 in the morning. At least they were masked, and keeping somewhat of a distance from each other.

Recycling opens at the dump next week. Maybe by the end of the week, I can take in at least the first carload. Supposedly, everyone must be masked. How will they enforce it?

Two of the local businesses I’d done my best to support during shutdown are now open to customers and have stopped curbside pickup. Well, I’m not going in there. Even if I trust the staff, I don’t trust the other customers. Everyone’s dancing around in groups without masks like it’s all over and nothing ever happened. We will be one of the nation’s hotspots in a few weeks, all because of greed for tourist dollars.

It’s too early to reopen. People didn’t follow protocols during Stay at Home, and they’re sure as hell not doing so now.

Planted some flower seeds. Let’s hope they come up.

Good first writing session of the day this morning (unlike yesterday). I’m gearing up to drop off more books, then have the day off. Yes, I’m going to write, but only what I feel like writing. And maybe the review for the book I read the other day, so I can send it to my editor first thing on Tuesday.

I hope the idiots with their power tools shut the hell up this weekend so I can actually enjoy my deck and my yard. I’d like to do some work on the beds, clean them out a bit more, and write and read outside as much as possible.

Last night, someone in the neighborhood had a fire pit going. I don’t think it was the usual neighbor, because his wood smells lovely and doesn’t give off much smoke. This time, the smoke billowed, and it smelled chemical, so I bet they were burning random painted wood. The smoke filled my bedroom and set off the smoke alarm in the house. Now, the houses aren’t that far from each other here, but they’re not that close, either.

So this morning, my throat is scratchy, and I can’t wait to jump in the shower and get the smoke smell out of my hair.

Have a great holiday weekend. Peace.

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