Fri. April 22, 2022: Earth Day!

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Friday, April 22, 2022

Waning Moon

Sunny and pleasant

Earth Day!

How lovely that we have a beautiful day in which to celebrate Earth Day. I have a couple of errands I will do later on foot, to enjoy it.

I had trouble settling into meditation yesterday morning.

After breakfast, I dealt with emails and with admin work. Then, I sent off the trio of Frieda/Laz plays to the radio producer in NY who was interested in them.

I spent a good chunk of time converting “Pier-less Crime” (the third Frieda/Laz play) into US Numbered Format for the producer in Minnesota. I’d already converted “Intrigue on the Aurora Nightingale” thank goodness. I got both of them off to Minnesota. That company is recording the first one in June, so if it goes well and they want more, they’ve got them in house and can just license them, and we’re good. They’re a trustworthy company; I’ve worked with them on several plays.

In the afternoon, I turned around a script coverage, and I answered follow-up questions on a previous coverage.

A book I ordered arrived, and I’m looking forward to reading it, probably a week or two down the road. The Ipsy bag arrived, full of lovely things for the coming month.

My mom’s new cellphone arrived, and we started the activation process from Tracfone (which has devolved from mere incompetence into harassment) to Consumer Cellular (who is no great shakes either, but at least they had a decent phone, and let’s see how the plan works). Anyway, it’s a cute red flip phone with talk and text, which is all she wants, and not a Smartphone that’s too complicated for her, so she is happy. Getting the contacts in was a hassle, but we got that done. Now, we just have to wait for the migration to complete. Hopefully, it will be sooner rather than later.

I’m really tired of these companies treating customers like criminals and claiming it’s in the name of “security.” If you assume everyone is a criminal, you shouldn’t be in business.

I have zero sympathy for Disney right now. They could have avoided all this crap by simply not funding right wing extremists in the first place, and then pretending they supported LGBTQ, and facing backlash from Republicans. Disney always tries to play both sides against the middle for maximum profit, and I hope this costs them a lot of money. They will win, in the end, because they have the lawyers and the money. And, frankly, they built the infrastructure in that area, so they’re going to defend it. It’s just performance for the GOP base, anyway. They’ll all be back in bed together in a few days. Not weeks or months. Days. Even if they pretend otherwise.

Still have a migraine, but I’m hoping that the lovely weather and doing errands on foot will mitigate it. Plants can go out on the porch again today, yay!

I’m focusing on contest entries today, and will probably work through the weekend on them, so I can make my final decision, write up the reviews for the winners, and submit the results over next week.

Before that, though, I want to get in some work on “Owe Me” and on The Big Project.

Have a good weekend. I’m hoping it will warm and sunny, so I can enjoy reading amongst the plants!

Thurs. April 22, 2021: Die For Your Employer Day 334 — Earth Day is Ironic Here

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Thursday, April 22, 2021

Waxing Moon

Sunny and cool

Earth Day

Earth Day, but they’re still out there in the neighborhood, destroying nature at full blast.

Post about the garden up on Gratitude and Growth.

I forgot to mention, in yesterday’s post, that I’ve been invited to submit a short story to a women’s gothic horror anthology. I have until May 15. I started playing with the opening – it’s very twisted. Even though horror isn’t really my wheelhouse, I do love gothic, and I’m having fun with it. Channeling some frustrations and anger into it, and then will have to hone it. I want to keep it between 1-2.5K. I’ve got a lot of it percolating in my head, so, fingers crossed I can pull it off.

Yesterday was fine at the client’s. Thankfully, much less stressful than I anticipated. Came home, decontaminated, and participated in Remote Chat, which is always fun.

Didn’t get much packing done. Was worn out, but got some work on contest entries done. I only have 2 weeks to finish the rest of the categories. I want to get the next category done by the end of this week. It’s the biggest one, and it will give me plenty of time for the last one.

It’s colder and windy today, but supposed to get nicer again over the weekend.

More bubble wrap arrived yesterday. I have a lot of packing to do this weekend.

And, of course, house hunting.

Charlotte woke me up a little after 3:30, with her separation anxiety. I moved to the couch in the living room to settle her down and dozed off, but she forgot I was there and went back up to cry outside my bedroom door around the time I usually get up anyway.

I was late getting to the page, and didn’t have as good a first writing session as I’ve had the last week. But I showed up at the page and got words down, so I’ll count it as a win.

Keep on keeping on, right?

At least I have the virtual meditation group today. That should get me back to rights.

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Tues. April 23, 2019: Just Trying to Keep Juggling

Tuesday, April 23, 2019
Waning Moon
Jupiter Retrograde

Yesterday was Earth Day. It was kind of rainy and gloomy here. One of these days, my time off and the weather will align. It wasn’t yesterday.

The weekend was busy, yet there isn’t much of interest to write about. I spent the bulk of it polishing my presentation for the weekend, and putting together the handout packets.

Time not spent on the presentation was spent working on contest entries. I’m in good shape with them, and there are some exciting books to consider as finalists.

Did some percolating on a few ideas; did some percolating on GRAVE REACH, but not much writing on it. Wrestled with “Aurora Nightingale” — but still not satisfied.

I like the way GRAVE REACH is working — I’m kind of a little bit in love with Sam, my male protagonist, which is a good thing!

Re-read what I have of THE TIE-CUTTER yesterday. It’s good, and is a book I’d like to get back to, once my contracted deadlines are cleared out.

I pitched an article on Friday; if it’s accepted, I can turn it around pretty fast. The editor requested an outline. For a 600 word article, that seems a little much (especially since I’ve written for this publication a half a dozen times), but hey, that’s what the editor wants, so that’s what the editor gets.

Didn’t make it to meditation yesterday; 4 PM just doesn’t work for me on many a Monday. I still sit at home, though. Every day. And I’ve packed my travel yoga mat for the conference. I’ll keep to my yoga and meditation practice there, too.

Client work will be stressful this week, because my client is going on a big trip and we have to get everything ready and out ahead of time. I’m trying to keep myself prepared both mentally and physically for this week’s challenges.

And keep writing.


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Friday, April 22, 2011

Friday, April 22, 2011
Waning Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and cold
Earth Day

Today actually IS Earth Day, and I will celebrate by spending time in stewardship of my own little patch of it later today.

Lots of admin yesterday. Got the payment situation for the workshop sorted out, and should be paid soon. Glad I asked — or I wouldn’t have seen the money.

Good day’s work on THE SPIRIT REPOSITORY, which was nice. It’s starting to come together and make a little more sense. I have a feeling that Daisy and Dulcie, the two Yorkshire terriers who share the protag’s life, are going to be scene-stealers!

Ran some errands, picked up some books that the library got in for me on Sissinghurst, the famous English garden. When we travelled in the UK, we visited a lot of big houses and their wonderful gardens. Felbrigg, where we stayed in “the Mustard Pot” cottage had gorgeous gardens, including a walled garden and an orangerie filled with camellias and tropical plants. Blickling Hall, not too far away, had gorgeous, formal Italian gardens — and even some stone sphinxes and a pyramid! The Lost Gardens of Heligan in Cornwall remained lost to us — never could find ‘em –but I hear they’re wonderful. Anyway, I love visiting and looking at the formal gardens, but I don’t think I could live with one — and not just because of the upkeep. I admire the designs very much, but I need a garden I can live in. Someone asked my garden style and I said, “Enchanted cottage garden with gothic touches”. I like to tuck in surprises that will make those with good intentions laugh at the contradictions, and those without good intentions will get a jolt.

Took a drive down to the large, shoreline compounds on the water in and around Hyannis. Beautiful stuff. The water was an amazing shade of blue-green yesterday, really wonderful. Again, a lot of these large summer houses are too formal for me. They’re pretty, I appreciate them, but I need something that can be lived in, not just admired.

People who live here year-round do most of their own yard work and planting, while people who live here part-time hire in landscapers and the rest — which makes perfect sense, because they’re not here, and someone’s got to stay on top of it. But again, there’s a difference. The landscaped properties look sterile and aloof, whereas the ones where the individual owners do the work are filled with life and enchantment. In CT, where I still work a lot, almost everyone hires in people to “do” the yards, which means they mow and use leaf blowers all the time, but things rarely look enchanted and individual — just cut. It’s interesting to see the contrasts in different styles.

Started working on the back bed of my own yard, which will take MUUUUCH longer than I expected. I got maybe an eighth of it done in the hours I spent on it yesterday. I’ll write about it in detail in tomorrow’s garden post.

Unpacked some stuff in my office, and then unpacked six of the kitchen boxes still in the garage. Found some cool stuff, including a set of martini glasses I didn’t remember owning. I need to get a couple more shelf units for the basement, so I can store everything properly. Slowly but surely, we’re getting there.

Occasionally, I watch THE MENTALIST, because I like the ensemble cast. I happened to flip it on last night, and it was a story-line that supposedly took place at a racetrack. It was AWFUL. Either the writer did ZERO research, or the showrunner/producers/network execs decided to ignore the research. The episode was a slap in the face to anyone who works in the industry and who loves horse racing. So many details had nothing to do with what it’s actually like to work on the backstretch — and most of the story took place there. It wasn’t even remotely plausible. I understand that some things may need to be changed for dramatic reasons, but at least root it in the reality of the world, so it’s got some relevance. Absolutely an offensive and insulting episode. The lack of research and respect for an intense and unique industry was unacceptable. Guess I won’t be watching that show again.

Frost again last night — Mahoney’s sent around another warning to cover the in-ground plants. I saw a squirrel run away with a few tiny leaves of the neighbor’s lettuce this morning, which was pretty funny.

If you celebrate Easter weekend, may you have a beautiful time.


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Thursday, April 21, 2011

Thursday, April 21, 2011
Waning Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Mercury Retrograde
Pluto Retrograde
Sunny and cold

I forgot to write about a little adventure I had on Tuesday evening. I saw a posting on Craigslist about free pots and ornamental stone available at a house nearby who recently redid their garden. I jumped into the car and tootled over, but, of course, I was too late! Still, it got the adrenalin going for a few minutes!

There were all kinds of Earth Day events going on around here yesterday, which made me think I forgot Earth Day (although, when I looked it up, it’s actually tomorrow). I said something to one of the cashiers about forgetting, and she said, “Every day’s Earth Day on the Cape. We don’t need to set aside a special day.” Which is true, and pretty cool. Even little kids are environmentally aware, and excited. It’s so much fun to see the little kids at the recycling center. They’re so excited. The other day there was a toddler in pig tails whose Dad (with firm grip on her) let her put the newspapers into the big bin. When she was done, she jumped up and down, clapping her hands, saying, “I saved the Earth!” It was so cute!

One thing for which I have no patience is when people whine that they “don’t have time.” We all have exactly the same amount of hours in the day. It’s how we choose to use them that defines us. It’s not that the whiners “don’t have” time, it’s that they can’t manage the time they’ve got. If you freelance, you have to be great at time management or you’ll starve. If you want a writing career, you better learn how to manage your time, no matter what other demands there are on it. You make, steal, wrestle, and demand it. If you don’t, it means you don’t want it enough. Very simple. If you have to have a day job while you launch your writing career, you treat your writing as a second job, until it can replace the day job and be your only job. But, without making the commitment and seeing it through, it won’t happen. “Writing in batches” for a few days every few months isn’t going to build a career. You need consistency. You need stamina. You need to keep your name and your work out there in the form of smaller projects in between big projects. But, most importantly, you have to be willing to give up the time wasters you have in your life (and we all have plenty of those) and WANT it badly enough to stop procrastinating, sit down and DO IT. Don’t use that old excuse of not being able to do anything without a deadline. Set your own deadlines and stick to them. Because if you don’t commit and follow through, you won’t earn your way into a position where there’s an editor regularly cracking the whip. And, quite frankly, they get tired of it after awhile and expect you to act like a grown-up and a professional. No one owes you anything, because you say you want to write. You have to earn it. Part of that is making the time to actually sit down and write, no matter what.

No one will treat you as a professional unless you start acting like one. All of it — the creativity, the craft, the attitude — have to start with YOU.

One of the things that I love about living where I do now is that no one whines about time. No one says “they don’t have time”. They shut up, go do what they have to do, and then have the time to hang out with a glass of wine or do something else fun. It’s that typically Yankee mentality that I love so much — get it done and then have fun. No one’s rushing around like chickens with their heads cut off. There’s “service with a smile” (and usually a conversation) at the stores. No one is rushing, yet everything gets done efficiently, and people are pleasant. That’s the way it should be. Don’t get me wrong — most people here are wildly eccentric in their own unique ways. But individualism is prized, except among the snobby enclaves of “summer people” in the million dollar houses, and everyone’s happy to peacefully co-exist and enjoy each other’s eccentricities. AND they keep their word. It’s a nice change, and the kind of place I want to live.

Caught up on a lot of admin, especially for upcoming classes. If I’m not paid for the last class by today, I’ll have to send a (hopefully) diplomatic inquiry. Ran some errands, got the boxes that held the patio furniture to the dump, picked up cat food (biggest priority), and some groceries. Grabbed some Chinese take-out. That restaurant just cracks me up — the staff is so funny!

The next assignment for Confidential Job #1 arrived. I sat down, planning to just flip through it, but read the WHOLE THING — just over 300 pages. It was fantastic. I couldn’t put it down. So I’ll write it up and send it back, nearly a full two weeks before it’s due. After the last few assignments, which were kind of a slog, this was wonderful!

It’s sunny today, so I might actually get to clean up the back bed today, which would be lovely. I’ve got to figure out what to do with the small strawberry plants. I don’t want to kill them, they don’t really like to be transplanted, but I can’t put them into their final pots yet.

Back to the page for now — got some work to do on SPIRIT REPOSITORY.


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