Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Waning Moon
Mars Retrograde
Sunny and mild

Yesterday turned out pretty well, thank goodness. I did conference work in the morning, finished packing, ran some errands in the afternoon. I stopped by Robin’s Bookstore, in their new location. They were still constructing the new space, and I just couldn’t deal with the nail guns, but I did buy a book about the case on which Edgar Allen Poe based his Marie Roget story, which seems fascinating, and the first 6 pages have already given me ideas for other work.

Started working on Confidential Job #1. They’ve sent me two assignments due on two consecutive days — hey, I’m happy for the cash. I plan to do the first one today and tomorrow and get the next one done by the weekend.

Found a great bar/restaurant on 19th St., between Walnut and Chestnut, called Smith’s. The staff is great, the food is great, the prices are reasonable — I had a really wonderful chicken pot pie and a local beer. All good. Definitely a place I’d go back to regularly on subsequent trips.

Hauled all my luggage to the bus stop outside of 30th St. Station. Loaded on, settled in with Kate Carlisle’s IF BOOKS COULD KILL (I liked her first one, so was happy to grab this). Had my iPod on, there were very few people on the bus, and it was a smooth, pleasant ride back to Manhattan. Took a cab from the drop-off point on 28th St. up to Grand Central Station (yeah, it was $10, but I’m not carting my luggage over a mile uphill). Even managed to catch the 7:40 train, get a seat on it, and got home around 8:30. Had dinner, unpacked, played with the cats. Elsa and Iris were happy to see me; Violet didn’t speak to me until this morning.

My back hurts, but I’m going to acupuncture next week, so I will deal.

I’m glad to be home with my good internet connection. I’m headed to Trader Joe’s to stock up on cat food and a few other things — another storm tomorrow. Today will be mostly conference work, some correspondence, and then turning my attention back to BLOOD SOUP and the steampunk. Wrap-ups and To Do lists should be up shortly. I’ve also got to get to work on the 15 pages of query notes I made from that one section of WRITER’S MARKET. I’m going to try to get one out every weekday, at least.

I need to rearrange my time a little bit again. I need more percolation time, time to just sit and stare at the wall and let stories spin, so that when I sit down to put them at the page, they’re ready to spill out. I’m not getting enough percolation time, and it’s affecting the work. But I have to keep up on the output and get everything else done, too. It’s more a case of figuring out what time of day is strongest for what kind of work, and then setting up my day that way.

Also, have to talk to Maine today and get schedules sorted out to help while my family member undergoes cancer treatment.

Devon

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Saturday, September 5, 2009

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A view from Eastham, MA

Saturday, September 5, 2009
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Sunny and warm

Nine days until Prague!

Yesterday was busy — out of the house early, up to Stamford. Visited the currency exchange — got the first four days’ worth of my budget in Czech krona. So there’s a start! Also got some more British pounds sterling, since we’ve got that 4-hour layover in Heathrow.

Went to the bookstore and got my fourth plane book: Italo Calvino’s IF ON A WINTER’S NIGHT A TRAVELER. I can’t wait to read it. But I have to wait until I head for the airport! 😉

I bought some books for my mom. She loves the writing of Mary Balogh, so we’re getting all of her books.

I seem to have fixed the power cord problem with extensive jiggling.

Visited the Staples in Stamford — no luck on the memory card for the camera. I don’t want 16GB — I want 2 GB, and not the tiny card, but the one that actually fits my camera. The card will only hold the photos from this trip. I keep the memory cards — in addition to backing up the photos on them, I also work directly from the cards. I don’t erase them and re-use them. That is my choice. I shouldn’t have to change the way I work because a store doesn’t feel like carrying what I need.

Drove to Larchmont, to that Staples. It’s on the site of what used to be a VW dealership when we first moved to NY in 1968. It’s now a fantastic Staples — not only is it huge, but the employees are helpful and friendly. They had what I needed, they helped me double check the reference just to be sure, and they had most of the other stuff I needed, too (although not the pen refills I need). Most importantly, they were pleasant and helpful. So they will now be my first choice of Staples around here, instead of going up the street to the one that never has anything or all the way to CT.

There was also a fantastic organic market in the same plaza, so I stocked up on a few things!

I started reading the novel PRAGUE and put it aside. It takes place in Budapest, and while that is part of the novel’s irony, I am not in the mood for irony right now; I wanted to read something set in Prague. I found myself muttering about it on every page and not doing the novel justice, so I’ve put it aside until I get back.

I tried to fact check something for an article that needs to go out with English Heritage, who runs the property. And got an email telling me it takes 21 days to check this fact. WTF? They can’t look it up or forward the email to the site? Puh-leeze. I’m going to see if I can get better information via the Northumbrian Tourist Authority. They’ve been very helpful in the past. And the National Trust usually gets back to me within 48 hours. Update: Lindisfarne Priory got in touch with me directly to answer my question — exactly what I needed. Article will go out this morning. Phew!

The CD version of DIXIE DUST RUMORS arrived, so now I’ve got something for people to have in hand when I give readings.

I’ve got to work on the guest blog posts this weekend, write my Sole Struck article, and get out at least one more essay.

I had a great morning’s work on AMENDS today. I wrote the scene with the Alzheimer’s sufferer. It’s true to life and there’s sadness there, but it doesn’t divert the themes and intent of the book.

I hope to get more work done on it today.

I received my first royalty check from PERFECTLY PLUM!, the anthology in which my essay appeared a couple of years ago. It’s earned out its advance, and we got some royalties! Love that.

If you’re a fan of Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum and haven’t yet checked it out, I hope you do.

My play, THE MATILDA MURDERS opens the day before I leave for Prague, so I won’t get to see it until I get back.

NYFA’s funding cycle covers both fiction and playwriting this year, so I will probably apply for both. I’m going through my work to decide what to submit for that, and what to submit for the residency in Maine next summer. I’m also working on another proposal for an overseas residency. I don’t think I’ve got the serious lit/academic credentials they usually go for, but I’m trying to shape the proposal to make that a strength.

A friend of mine suggested that if I’m serious about ex-patriating (which, if the US doesn’t stop its ridiculous, destructive downslide to the hard right that I hoped would cease with last year’s election but hasn’t, I certainly am), I should consider Switzerland. Honestly, I’d never even thought of Switzerland. I haven’t thought about Switzerland since I visited in the early 1970’s, except when I re-read Noel Coward’s autobiography.

The Democratic Party Platform: All have the right to equality and social justi–ooh, shiny!

The GOP Party Platform: ME, ME, ME! Die, suckers!

We need more legitimate parties than just those two. For all the chaos in the UK, at least they have a variety of valid viewpoints.

Which is why I am not affiliated with either of the above parties.

The only thing I remember about Switzerland is mountains, mountain passes, and riding a paddle boat on Lake Zurich and the paddles broke. So we waved and waved, and people waved back, thinking we were being friendly, until some Scandinavians with rope in their rucksacks figured it out, tossed us a line and towed us back in. I remember the floral clock in Geneva and the bears in Berne. And that’s about it.

I hope to get a lot of work done on AMENDS this weekend, and also learn at least a few more phrases of Czech. I’m tired of preparing — I just want to get on the plane and have the experience.

Of course, the fact that Mercury is in retrograde for the entire trip should add some, uh, interesting twists!

Devon

AMENDS: First draft: 20,937 words out of est. 75,000
27.9%
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Another view of Eastham, MA