Saturday, June 4, 2011

Countdown to the release of ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT from Champagne Books — TWO DAYS!

Saturday, June 4, 2011
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and cool

It’s so cold, the heat keeps kicking on!

Yes, ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT releases this coming Monday! I’m very excited.

I’ve got to knock out a few pieces before I leave for my lunch date, so I’m back to the page.

If you didn’t read about my escapades on Martha’s Vineyard and see the photos, scroll on down to yesterday’s post.

Devon

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Friday, June 3, 2011


Aquinah, Martha’s Vineyard

Friday, June 3, 2011
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and cool

I got up very early yesterday, so I could take care of everything that needed attention before I left. I meandered to Falmouth, parked in the Palmer Ave. lot. The bus was there, so I got on and shuttled to Woods Hole. Bought my ticket, and they told me to get right on the ferry.

Once I was settled, I discovered that I was on the earlier ferry than planned! I called my friend, who, fortunately, was up!


View from the ferry

Then, I couldn’t remember if I’d rolled up the window in the car. I knew I’d driver with it cracked, and I’m usually very good about rolling it up when I get out of the car. I couldn’t remember; I couldn’t go back. I decided not to let it ruin my day. Either I left it cracked and would pay the consequences, or I was my usual reliable self and couldn’t let it taint the day.

My friend picked me up in Vineyard Haven and we toured around the island all day. It’s much bigger than I expected, and so pretty! We ate breakfast at the famous Black Dog — best blueberry pancakes ever.

She gave me an overview of the entire island. I liked pretty much everything about it.

I’m fascinated by this statue at Menemsha. There’s no plaque, so I’ll have to do some research.

The different colors on the water were gorgeous. I was great to walk on the sand, dip my feet into the ocean. We did a little shopping in Aquinnah (used to be Gay Head). We had lunch at Offshore Ale in, I think, it’s Edgartown. Mussels, calamari. clam strips, and Menemsha Ale.

I talked to every dog I met all day — couldn’t tell you about the people, but I met a lot of dogs! One lovely young lab slipped his harness and tracked me down inside a jewelry store! His owner came after him, and explained, as I held the dog so he could be re-harnassed that he wound up with the only labrador on the planet who’s afraid of water, and when the dog saw them walking towards the harbor, he freaked and slipped his harness. Poor thing! His person kept trying to reassure him, “I’m not going to make you go into the water. Don’t worry. But we parked in the lot over there. We have to walk that way.”

The Chappy ferry, to Chappaquiddick reminds me of the ferry in Cornwall — it’s basically a raft with a motor on it, and fits two cars. There’s no schedule. It just goes when someone needs to go back and forth!

The gingerbread-decorated houses in Oak Bluffs are astonishing. The detail in some of the cutout trim is just gorgeous, such as this one, of the carousel horses. When I walked towards it, I thought it was painted. It wasn’t until I was standing right in front of it that I realized it was cut.

I got a history of Cape and the Islands by Paul Schneider, which I look forward to reading. We spent so much time touring around that we had about a half hour at my friend’s house! It’s adorable, a beach shack from the 1930’s, just perfect for a Vineyard getaway, and with a lovely view.

Each of the communities has a very distinct personality, and the overall vibe of the place is friendly and sensible. It’s a little on the expensive side, but that’s island life, especially when you have tourists coming to spend money. There are lots of artists and garden centers and other things I hope to come back and spend more time visiting off-season. Getting there is so easy, and the Steamship Authority is organized, low-key, and the most reasonably priced of the ferry systems. The ferries are very comfortable, with both indoor and outdoor space.


View from my friend’s house

I just made the 6:15 ferry back at Oak Bluffs, was shuttled back to Falmouth to the car, and off I went home. Yes, I HAD properly closed the windows and locked the car!

Stopped to pick up berries and a bottle of wine on the way home. Got home a little after 8, showered, changed, checked email, and relaxed. I got some color, although I was diligent about sunscreen. It doesn’t hurt, so I’m not going to worry about it.

This morning, I was up early again, tended the garden. The pumpkin blossoms opened this morning, which is very exciting! It was so cool overnight that the heat kicked on.

I vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom, set out the garden statuary, watered what needed to be watered, and set up the breakfast spread.

My friends and their dog arrived a little after 9:30. I’d corralled the cats up in my bedroom. The dog was so happy to play in the yard and run around. She’s a big black lab, and just as sweet as can be. We had breakfast and caught up.

Now that they’re gone, I’ve started the dishwasher, and I’ll catch up online. Then, I’ve got a press release and an article to get out the door today, along with some other writing.

And yes, it’s three days until the release of ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT from Champagne Books!

Devon

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Thursday, June 2, 2011

ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT releases in 4 days from Champagne Books!

Thursday, June 2, 2011
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde

Pluto Retrograde

No idea what the weather is, because I’ve scheduled this to post. I’m headed for Martha’s Vineyard today, way earlier than I would have liked. Since the garden needs 1 hour of attention before I leave, I need 1 hour for yoga/meditation and 1 hour for writing — I’m up three hours earlier than normal.

Got some work done yesterday. Decided I wanted to mow the terraced back before it got too hot, so around 9:30, off I went. Just as I finished, thunderstorms broke out. Talk about timing! Took grass clippings to the dump, going a different way due to paving on Rt. 28. I found my way there and back without getting lost.

Hit the post office, hit Verizon, went to Home Goods and found three awesome planters in which to transplant the witch hazel, the Big King Eggplant, and the lilac. All one sale, for about 70% off. Also found a Ganesh-type statue for the deck. Looked at a couple of leaf-shaped birdbaths — that might be a better choice than the traditional basin-type. I have to think about it.

Stopped at Shaw’s to get in some supplies for tomorrow’s breakfast, since I have friends stopping by on their way further into the Cape. It also meant I had to dash around cleaning. I mean, I’ve been keeping up with the basics, but because of the unpacking and projects, I’ve scattered stuff around. So it was about tidying, wiping off the counters, etc. I’ll vacuum quickly tomorrow morning, clean the bathroom and the litter boxes shortly before they come, and it’s all good.

I was advised to take an overnight bag to the Vineyard in case there’s ferry trouble. Let’s hope there’s not, and I can get back this afternoon and do a few last-minute things for tomorrow!

Got out another article. Didn’t spend enough time on SPIRIT REPOSITORY or the article meant to start.

I’d pitched to be a guest poster, as Annabel Aidan, on The Writers Vineyard (which features Champagne authors) and . . . a slot opened up and I’ll be blogging there about once a month. My first post is on June 16. Don’t worry, I’ll remind you!

Good meeting for NMLC’s Mermaid Ball. Interesting mix of characters on the committee. We’ve all got different strengths, so as long as we let people do what they’re good at and not try to force them where they’re not, I think we’ll be in great shape. The chair of the committee and the head of the publicity committee are excellent, and I’m excited to work with them. I’m going to rough out some of the ideas over the weekend about what we discussed, in time for next week’s meeting.

Boston Bruins in the Stanley Cup Final! Game still going on when I set this to post. Of course, one of the guys most vital to the evolution of CLEAR THE SLOT (the hockey novel) now plays for Vancouver and is in the playoffs. How can I not want him to do well, even though I’ve got to root for Boston?

Tornadoes did a good bit of damage in central MA. On the radio, driving back over the bridge, we were warned about severe weather and maybe even hail. I stacked the deck furniture and protected the plants as best I could. Fingers crossed it didn’t come to pass.

Lots to do when I came home. There’s no way I’ll get to bed early, but I still had to get up at 5 AM on Thursday! I’m looking forward to a meditation session before bed. I need to sit and just BE.

Iris keeps trying to dig open the door to the basement. I hope she’s not telling us we have to go down due to an incoming funnel!

I’ll have lots to tell you tomorrow, and lots to blog about!

Devon

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Countdown to ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT release — 5 days! Available from Champagne Books on June 6

Wednesday, June 1, 2011
New Moon
Solar Eclipse
Saturn Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

Hop on over to Gratitude and Growth to see how the garden’s growing — with lots of photos!

Gosh, so what did I do yesterday? Um, um, um . . . finished the missing chapter on SPIRIT REPOSITORY, then realized I have to create another Rufus chapter before I can write the next Bonnie chapter, gosh darn it. Not sure what to write. I’m tempted to write the Bonnie chapter first and then go back, but, chronologically, the Rufus chapter needs to happen first. I think I covered too much time in this Rufus chapter because I thought I was leading up to the next Bonnie chapter, but I don’t have enough material to split it in tow.

Urgh.

Mowed the front lawn. The mower and I each kept our sides of the deal. Took grass clippings and recycling to the dump. Did some grocery shopping, and picked up another rosemary, and a spearmint and golden ginger mint for the front steps (ant repellant). The small painted bookcase was dry enough to set on the deck. Finished painting the other bookcase for my room (it looks really nice). Repotted the new plants. Swore a lot because some of the other plants already need repotting, and I’m out of intermediate sized pots.

Read Anatole Broyard’s WHEN KAFKA WAS THE RAGE, about living in Greenwich Village in the 40’s. He turns up in all the letters, memoirs, and biographies of the time, but I’d never read anything he wrote before. Every word was a little too precious and important for my taste. And he used so many metaphors and similes that sometimes I just thought, “could you call it what it is, and not try to compare it so self-importantly to something else?”

The cats explored in the basement, and I had a heck of a time chasing them back up the stairs. Some of the boxes have collapsed under the weight of other boxes, so it’s no longer neatly stacked. And, of course, they have to explore everything!

Got two articles out yesterday and percolated a third, which I hope to start today. And got a bunch of PR done for the book.

The busy season is here on the Cape. Tonight, I have a planning meeting for the Mermaid Ball; tomorrow, I’m on the Vineyard; Friday morning, I have friends stopping by for breakfast on their way to Wellfleet; Saturday, I’m meeting friends for lunch in Wellfleet; Sunday, I have a friend stopping by on her way back from the Vineyard; Monday, the book releases. Plus all the writing, and polishing the workshops that start soon and the PR for the release and the garden. Take a look at my June To-Do List on Goals, Dreams, and Resolutions.

Writing this morning, then another trip to the dump with grass clippings, mowing the terraced back section of the yard, trimming the beds, hopefully deadheading some more rhodies and doing a bit more pruning on the lilac, if I can find a chair or step stool that lets me reach that high. I’d hoped to start painting two more small bookcases, but I can’t see that happening until the weekend or next week. I’ve got to sort out the ferry details and where to leave the car, and make sure I’m on the road for my meeting by 4:30. Yes, I”m getting as Very Busy, like a real Cape Codder!

I’m also eating lots of salads and berries and vegetarian dishes — not by any thought out choice, but because that’s what I’m craving. I’m getting protein from eggs and fish. And it’s really boosted my energy. That, and yoga, and sitting zazen two or three times a day. Sometimes I worry about taking the time for it, but it makes such a difference that I simply do it. A 20 minute sit will give me 4-5 hours of energy, and the yoga is helping rebuild my back and my overall strength. I can’t afford NOT to take the time.

Back to the page, and then to everything else.

And . . .we’re OFF!

Devon

Tuesday, May 31, 2011


ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT — 6 days to release from Champagne Books!

Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Waning Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and pleasant

The Bruins are going to the Stanley Cup Final. The irises are starting to bloom. I have a book to finish and articles to write. It’s feeling like home.

I took the whole weekend off from work (except for wrapping up the Millennium Trilogy workshop). I actually had a holiday weekend. It felt good! It’s the first time I’ve done that in years.

Granted, I did a lot around the house. I did about eight loads of laundry, as I continue to unpack boxes. I switched the slipcovers from winter covers to summer ones. I unpacked more kitchen boxes, yarn boxes, etc., and I’m slowly sorting through stuff and figuring out where I want it to live, so I’m not rearranging it fifty times. I’m setting up the boxes for the flannel sheets and other winter stuff, so, as it’s clean, I can pack it and stack it where it needs to go, and I can actually get at it in the fall.

I worked in the garden — a lot. Kept deadheading the rhodies — can’t keep up with them. Finished digging out the vegetable bed (I’m out of buckets again). Put in the vegetables. Now I have my fingers crossed they survive and thrive! Fought the anthills that are all over the front lawn — the owner is going to have to call in a professional. Painted the small bookcase I got for free, and almost finished painting the bookcase that will go in my bedroom (once I’m sure it’s really, REALLY dry).

Did a lot of yoga, did a lot of meditation. Played with the cats.

Picked up the metal plant stand a few towns down the Cape. It was definitely worth the trip. Looks great on the deck. The sellers turned out to be nice; eccentric, but nice. But then, pretty much everyone who lives year-round on the Cape is a bit eccentric, in the right way. Drove to a farm one town over and picked up a sage green velvet-covered ottoman for $10. Violet has claimed it.

Washed the pollen off the patio furniture. If anyone told me I’d have to dust the deck, I’d have thought they were nuts!

Did some party planning.

Sorted out the details for my trip to the Vineyard later this week. It’s been a long time since I was on a boat. I hope I don’t get sea-sick on the ferry. I have those bracelet things just in case.

The traffic is awful. I’m sure it will be like this all summer. You can tell the off-Capers are here, because they drive the expensive cars and treat everyone like crap. Since I’m not in the service industry, I can be rude right back! 😉

Mowed the meadow. The lawn mower and I negotiated a deal. For every 20 minutes or one full bag of grass clippings, whichever comes first, we have a 20 minute cool-down. It seems fair, and, frankly, after 20 minutes, I’m ready for a break. Granted, a new mower shouldn’t be getting that hot in just 20 minutes. But, if during that 20 minutes, I stop the mower for any reason, I have to wait 20 minutes before it will start again. I can live with it for the next couple of years, providing it keeps up its end of the bargain. When I buy a place, I’ll see what kind of mower I need, and then buy a new one of a different brand. Anyway, it took several hours to mow the meadow, but it looks great, and I have many bags of grass clippings to take to the dump. The slope was difficult to negotiate with the mower — it looks like it rolls gently when you stare at it, but it’s quite a different story when you’re mowing it!

Changed all the beds (well, I do every week, but there’s something very satisfying about clean sheets). Vacuumed thoroughly. With the central vac, a quick vacuum of the whole house takes about 90 minutes, and a more diligent one a little over 2 hours, including using the attachments on the windows — which, now that they’re open most of the time, the sills need attention. Pollen everywhere. I give thanks every day that I don’t suffer those types of allergies.

I’ve been using herbs freshly cut from the garden in my cooking. It makes a big difference. It smells good, it tastes good, and there’s a wonderful satisfaction from knowing it came from my own little patch of earth.

Read a lot. I finished CE Murphy’s NEGOTIATOR series. I read THE RED LEATHER DIARY, a fascinating non-fiction book written by a woman who found a diary in the dumpster of her building and tracked down the owner, who lived quite a fabulous life in the NY of the early twentieth century. It’s as much a social history as anything else. Read Jim Butcher’s first Dresden Files book — STORM FRONT. I liked it. There was one section that felt forced to me, but I see why it was necessary for plot purposes. Caught up on magazines that have been stacking up.

I have two weeks off from teaching, so now I can focus on my own writing, get out some proposals, do a few articles, get out some more PR for ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT, get the newsletter out, etc. I sent out several requests for interviews in connection with the book.

Hop on over to Goals, Dreams, and Resolutions to read my May Wrap-Up. I talk about trying to deal with career changes in a positive, rather than a negative way.

I’m excited to dive back into THE SPIRIT REPOSITORY. I’ve discovered that, in order to get the watering and weeding done properly in the garden, I’ll have to get up an hour earlier and do that before my first 1K of the day. However, I use the time as a combination of garden appreciation (be here now and appreciate it) and plotting what I’ll write next.

Carlos the Woodpecker is very busy. I don’t know why I call him Carlos — he seems like a Carlos. I hear him, and say, “Hey, Carlos, watcha doin’?”

He flies to a nearby branch and stares at me for a few minutes, and then gets back to his task. It’s become part of our morning and evening ritual. Woodpeckers are funny.

To the page. I’ve got to get grass clippings & recycling to the dump, pick up some stuff from the store, try to deadhead some more rhodies and yes, mow the front lawn. Dang, that grass grows fast! 😉

Devon

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Waning Moon
Neptune Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Sunny, hot, humid

Introducing . . .Annabel Aidan!

I’m unveiling the Annabel Aidan pseudonym. It’s now official — Champagne Books has contracted my romantic suspense novel ASSUMPTION OF RIGHT, under this name. It will release in July 2011, and they get first look at the next Annabel Aidan-penned tome.

I’m pretty darned excited.

You can visit Annabel’s brand new web page here.

Somehow, I managed to injure my foot. What’s weird is that I remember hurting it in a dream Monday night, pulled myself out of the dream, and Tuesday morning I have an injured foot.

Sounds like something out of one of the books!

Yesterday was a challenging day, to say the least. The scumbag landlords are at it again, acting like this is an empty building. Workmen are swarming over the fire escape, the roof, hauling up heavy equipment without safety mechanisms in place, hitting the windows, etc. We had no notice, they are not conforming to city code, they arrive in unmarked vans, have no identification — these are not licensed, skilled workers.

I was so enraged that, had I owned a gun yesterday, I would have slaughtered all of them. I have rarely been that enraged in my life. It would have made yesterday’s massacre outside of Hartford looked like child’s play. And then thing is, it’s not the workers that are the problem, it’s the landlord. It’s not the workers who should be slaughtered, but the landlord.

I wonder how much the astrological pressure is causing the trigger points to snap on people. According to the records, this configuration was last seen 537 years ago — and I’m too lazy to look up what happened then. It would not surprise me at all if there was a huge spike in violence between now and Monday — a lot of people snapping the way that guy did outside of Hartford yesterday and the way I nearly did. I don’t agree with his actions, but I understand them.

I have to remember to siphon off the rage somehow. And certainly not let it out on those who aren’t the root of the problem. It’s not a healthy feeling, to be that angry and that out of control. I have to stay as calm and as quiet as possible.

We’re supposed to get some harsh thunderstorms today — that should break some of the tension and prevent them from working on the roof, at least for awhile.

I worked on the manuscript yesterday, re-reading it to make notes of things to discuss with the editor and also to pull excerpts out for the marketing. I’m working on the marketing and cover art information, and starting to put together the media kit, which will build throughout the production process, and then it will be done on time, rather than having to start the process just before the book releases.

Decent, but not brilliant first writing session this morning. I can’t work, breathe (because of the contaminated dust), eat, drink, sleep, wash (because the water’s contaminated) or do anything else. And the landlords are charging us for this crap.

It’s supposed to be over 100 degrees again today. I’m taking Elsa for another Reiki session this morning. She’s shown some real improvement in the past two days, and i hope it holds, and that we can build on it. She’s eating much better, not throwing up, has a lot of energy and is alert and involved. I hope we’ve hit a turning point, finally, and that she’s on a real road to recovery. Heaven forbid the vet do any follow-up. I’m going to email him on Monday, telling him to put in a refill on her prescription. I don’t know how much of her improvement is the Nalpoxtrene — since the improvement didn’t start until the Reiki started — and how much the Reiki is boosting the Nalpoxtrene. I think it’s a synthesis of the two along with a couple of other naturopathic therapies we’re doing. I don’t care what it is, as long as it works.

The big thing between now and Monday is to keep the rage under control. Because I’m really close to the edge, and I don’t want to snap and do something I regret. It’s almost as though one can feel the tension in these squares, like a rubber band being stretched more and more tautly. At least knowing the influences gives me information that can help me make choices that are more positive, instead of simply reacting to triggers with what could be horrible consequences.

Devon