Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Tidal Flats, Provincetown, MA

Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Worked a lot in the morning; didn’t get everything done. Spent the afternoon running around, taking care of some business for my mom, and also dropping off press kits and information to some of my favorite stores so they can start carrying ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT. One place in particular is very excited. I’m also researching reading groups and circles, and going to send them information.

Also picked up some books at the library — two biographies and two novels, so that should be fun.

I didn’t manage to get any mowing done, but it’s supposed to be nice and warm today, so I hope to do it in the late morning or early afternoon. If I can get everything tidied and put to bed, garden-wise this week, it will be a good thing. I’ve also got to rearrange the garage, so I’ve got a specific place for gardening stuff — storing pots and tools, storing the potted plants that need to go dormant, etc. Right now, they’re in pockets wherever they’ll fit.

Harry Potter class seems fine. Slow start to discussions, which sometimes happens, or maybe people are just reading and not saying anything. Whatever. I learned a lot from writing the lectures, especially making connections to the body of enduring literature that precedes these books.

Dreamed I was working on a benefit, and we had to keep driving an SUV up and down a mountain between its two locations. Woke up feeling like I’d been working all night!

First writing session of the day was rough. I need to remove the internal editor, who’s yapping at me that I have to cut at least 20K from the manuscript. Yeah, fine, but let me write the whole thing out so I can pick the RIGHT 20K! Sheesh!

Gotta go grocery shopping and take bags of leaves to the dump. Chop wood, carry water, right? Keeps one grounded.


Today’s word count: 1,091
Total word count: 65,775

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Saturday, July 23, 2011

Saturday, July 23, 2011
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Hot and humid

Yesterday would probably have been a good day to have the air conditioner in, but we had fans, so oh well.

I had power and connectivity issues, which kept me out of the workshop forums, so I’m behind in that, which is frustrating.

On the up side, I wrote a lot, close to thirty pages, and then wrote more in longhand when I went to the site job in the evening. It wasn’t what I was supposed to work on, but that’s what pulled me most strongly, so I did. The New Mexico chapters are going really well, which points out the weakness in the Prague chapters, so, at some point, I will have to go back and rethink those. This book (or, I should say, series, in which the first draft is one big mess) has an unusual process, but I have to just roll with it. Because that’s what “process” is — an active journey to get somewhere creatively.

TORCHWOOD was very good last night — Jane Espenson wrote the episode, so it’s no surprise. I like where it’s going, and, especially, what it has to say about pharmaceutical companies. I don’t think they’re all that far off the mark, when it comes to that theme! The ensemble scenes were paced wonderfully, and there were a couple of really great scenes between the characters of Gwen and Esther that were great. And there was a great phone scene between Jack and Gwen (although, generally, I’m not a fan of phone scenes). I watched it to enjoy it last night, but I’ll watch it a few more times to break it down and learn from it.

I’ve got a bunch of errands to run today, including heading up to Plymouth for one last blowout at the sole Borders store in the area, which is about to close. The mismanagement has been so appalling. I hope the executives who made all these bad decisions will have to face consequences. They won’t; corporate executives never do, just hide behind “company policy” which is something that has to change.

I am very fortunate to live in an area with many thriving independent bookstores that get excited about books and the people who write them, and aren’t just interested in cycling as many titles through as quickly as possible.

I thought my hair was getting sun-streaked from all the beach yoga, but I got a good look at it in the light yesterday and it’s not “sun-streaked”, it’s gray! Out comes the hair dye. Got a few more years before I’m willing to go that route. I’ve picked when I choose to do so, for a pivotal date. But it’s not here yet!

Have a great weekend!


ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT available from Champagne Books and Amazon Kindle.
Annabel Aidan webpage here.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Waxing Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Mostly sunny and cold

I went to Dunkin Donuts and brought back breakfast yesterday morning (their ham, egg & cheese on an English muffin is surprisingly good). Morning was spent sorting out the stove repair man, who is set to come at some point today, getting recommendations on doctors for my mother and a new, local insurance place. Ran errands, which took us longer than we’d have liked, but, since we have to drive everywhere, that’s the way it goes. The holiday cards are all mailed — I do have to get the rest of the packages wrapped and out.

Looking for some very particular almanacs that neither Borders nor B&N had (I already knew most of the independents wouldn’t have it). Lavender Moon would probably have it, or I’ll have to order online.

Bought a small rosemary tree at Trader Joe’s. It’s in my office now, but rosemary needs a lot of sun, so I think I’ll move it up to my bedroom. Rosemary is my go-to herb — I use it for many, many things, culinary, medicinal, atmospherical. It resonates very strongly with me. So my garden will have lots of rosemary, and this seemed like a good head start. When it’s warm enough, I’ll take this outside.

What a difference clean air in the house makes! Not only do I feel much better, I’m getting up early again, more focused, and productive, but the house is heating more efficiently. That makes no sense, but it’s true. Somehow, the gathering CO was affecting the heat and the house felt cold all the time. Now that it’s clear, the house feels the right temperature. Or maybe we just felt cold all the time, because of the poison. We didn’t even know what was happening — I mean, you could read how the tone of the posts was changing, but I didn’t know why I was feeling so out of it all the time. It’s a very distinct feeling — it’s that balancing on the edge where you think you’re getting the flu, sort of, but it’s not really flu-ey, and your whole body feels very, very heavy and everything is an enormous effort. There’s also a sense of disconnect that has very little to do with reality. And disinterest. Now that I have that sense memory, I’ll recognize what it means. Hopefully, it won’t ever happen again.

I hope the stove repair guy can fix everything. I don’t like being without a stove. Microwave dinners are not my idea of a good time anyway, but when I have a great kitchen, I want to use it. And it’s set the holiday baking back significantly. Not to mention with Yule and Christmas Eve/Day/Boxing Day, New Year’s Eve/Day and the Twelfth Night party, there’s a lot to do.

In spite of all this, I wouldn’t want to give up my gas stove, and, when I look to buy, a gas stove remains one of the items on which I’m not willing to compromise. I’m enlightened to the necessity for good CO detectors, but the risk is worth it for the difference in cooking quality, and the fact that I don’t like to be helpless when the electricity goes out. I’m still getting used to a gas furnace for the heat, but I must say, it’s more energy and cost efficient than oil, and I really like the quality of the heat.

There’s a group of crows who visit every morning. They’re not enough to be a “mob” — they usually number between five and seven. But they visit every morning while I’m working here, and let me know, during the day, when someone approaches. Since we don’t have a doorbell, it works. 😉

More work on the article — today is the deadline for my sources to get back the information so I can integrate it into the article and prepare the sidebar with bios and photos. I still need to get a manuscript out to a potential publisher and get some other fiction done. I need to organize and prioritize a stack of projects, get them revised, and OUT. I’ve been sitting on too many projects that are close to finished while I work on new stuff, and I need to get those that are close done and out, because they’re weighing me down. And new opportunities keep opening up — I don’t want to blow them.

Hopefully, I can get the insurance and plates sorted in the next few days (along with the stove) and then spend some time in the antique shops on Rt. 28, finding a curio cabinet and a pair of end tables.

And, of course, I have to keep unpacking. Those boxes won’t unpack themselves. I’ve asked them, believe me; but they just sit and stare at me!

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