Sunday, February 28, 2021
Thursday, February 25, 2021
Wednesday, February 24, 2021
A poor placeholding picture for what was a glorious day. A windows wide, blue sky beauty. 70s easy. Sandal weather and I was too absorbed in work to appreciate it.
Sunday, February 21, 2021
|"Front Runner" 2009 72"x42"|
Friday, February 19, 2021
Wednesday, February 17, 2021
Tarot card of the day: Death. Change is here for the best. Difficult, but necessary.
It's very needy, but I'm not seeing any solutions, so I'm going to park it deep in the closet and attend to the other things that need my full attention.
I remind myself that "Revisions"- now serving as the backdrop for my header- was a disaster when I nearly dismembered it and made it "go dark" into the depths of the closet for years.
All things in their own time.
Saturday, February 13, 2021
On a happier note, Meet Cute Press took wing earlier today, Valentine's edition. Something light and fun.
I have a short contribution. Maybe a couple of brand new troublemakers in Pillow Talk.
I feel like I'm sneaking up on my new, writer self. Baby steps, but steppin'.
Wednesday, February 10, 2021
I spent the better part of yesterday learning a new cell phone. Turns out there's a serious learning chasm between LG2 and LG6. I'm a long way from the finer points, especially with the camera, but time and practice will pay off. The phone beeps and chirps for reasons still not clear and for no reason, Google chides me to be more specific about why I'm cursing.
The impeachment proceedings have been riveting, compelling, and disturbing. I don't know if there was any defense presentation today. After yesterday, I wouldn't be surprised to find out that that clown car was last seen driving into the Potomac River. Chances are real good, he's going to stiff them. I would. But, in the face of the evidence presented (so far) by the prosecution, there is no defense.
The disturbing part? There will be those who will vote to acquit him and millions of Americans who agree with that. Many of the faithful, those who have been arrested for their actions on January 6 are already realizing how they've been used and tossed aside.
Are there enough decent men and women in the GOP to convict him? That remains to be seen.
Later, I was relieved to turn off all devices and spend some good time with my copirate. I picked him up from school early and we took a picnic in the park. A fine day. Afterward, I returned to the horror show.
Monday, February 08, 2021
Friday, February 05, 2021
Every time I read or hear that, I laugh. The shot itself was tiny. A midge. No turkey-basting needles needed. I fell into the well-oiled machinery of the county health department setup in an empty school.
I brought stitching, but left it in the car. Just as well. I was distracted. People everywhere. Socially distanced, but there.
On drive home my thighs started bothering me as if I'd been on the road for four hours. On real road trips, it's my signal to stop. Walk around, stretch, pee, have a snack and some water. The discomfort usually retreats. Not this time. I carried on with a busy day. By bedtime I was exhausted but unable to find a pain-free position to fall asleep. I rolled around like one of those forlorn hotdogs on the QT grill. Awake most of the night, led to the next day of more if the same plus a headache. That was the worst of it, all worth it for any measure of piece of mind.
My phone's camera is going out with panache. I have no idea what this is. Some internal self-examination?
Very Important addendum. As Grace so wonderfully described, beyond the aches there was a sensation of aliveness, as if my whole body was responding valiantly to a Call to Arms. She has a gloriously triumphant mantis. My inner warriors resemble Apis, the fearsome bull-headed Egyptian god complete with medieval broad and short swords. They take no prisoners.
For fun, if you can find it from 2001, go watch Osmosis Jones.
Tuesday, February 02, 2021
Prepping to get my first vaccination. It's a nice long ride and a pretty day. Taking something to spend time with, but don't anticipate long lines.
What is stranger than going for a purposeful long drive is the frame of mind I'm left in after a long day of focusing on Writing. Getting words on the page. Finding equal footing for each character.