Friday, November 12, 2004

Friday, November 12, 2004
New Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Raining and cold

NaNoWriMo Daily Cheer: Don’t let the push towards a daily word count make you freeze. Think about your piece as you clean the bathtub or walk the dog or are going about your day. Let the piece play out in your head a bit, jot down some notes, and when you sit down at the desk, it will flow.

Overheard on the train: “It was dem bitches voted for Kerry. ‘Cause dey doan know der place. But we men voted for Bush, and now we’re gonna teach dem der place! He give us a mancake!”

Um, excuse me, what exactly is a “mancake”? As someone who thoroughly enjoys men, out of context of the rest of the remarks, it sounds rather yummy.

But the disturbing thing is that twice within a week, I have experienced men who claim that Bush’s re-election allows them to perform acts of violence against women.

As revolting as I find the Republican Party Platform, I don’t recall it openly advocating violence against women. So Red Voters – police your own, because it’s not going to be pretty if another one gets in my face.

The chocolate party at Godiva was fun. I simply ate everything handed to me for a good hour and a half. I’m not fond of dried fruit frosted in sugar and dipped in chocolate, but their peanut butter cup is pretty good. I wasn’t thrilled with the eggnog, though. It tasted too much like white chocolate (which I don’t like). I drink eggnog so briefly every year that I want it to taste like eggnog. The very word triggers positive associations in my brain, and when the taste doesn’t match the associations, it leaves me unsatisfied.

Whoever thought I could be trained by eggnog?

The show was fine, although I hadn’t done that track in months. There are some wonderful people there, and when I’m in the building, I focus on the show, but my heart’s not in it anymore. And that’s always a sure sign that my time there is nearing an end. I may completely transition out of theatre in less than three years. I always promised myself when I wasn’t excited the moment I walked through the stage door, I would leave for good. I still feel that adrenalin rush, but it doesn’t sustain.

I’m sad. Theatre has been my life for over twenty years. And it simply isn’t any longer.

But when I’m in the building, I keep up a positive attitude and a high quality of work. It’s not fair to take it out of them when it’s my dilemma. And I’m working on a solution – it’s not like I’m trapping myself in a bad situation. I’m in a good situation and I’m still going to leave.

Coughed up an episode of Charlotte this morning. I have to dig deeply this weekend for both the western and the pirate serial – the writing process is longer with them due to research, and I’m way behind on both. I’m trying to decide how much of Charlotte’s sexual initiation I want to depict. The characters both discuss and perform sex quite openly in the piece, but I don’t know how graphically detailed I want to portray this experience. I’ll think about it during day work today.

I might be doing day work at Rent tomorrow, which would cut into my writing day, but hopefully, it will all work out.

If you are truly enraged about the election and want to read an extremely vivid opinion of said rage, click here. Warning: graphic language. And no, I did not write it. But, as strongly worded as it is, it did make me laugh. It was passed around the theatre last night with a great deal of enjoyment.

Researching the Celtic and Norse mythology has its frustrations. Online, sites for role-playing games keep coming up. Nothing wrong with role-playing games, I guess. I’ve never played one. I figure writing under a half dozen names in various genres is close enough. But it doesn’t help me in my research.

And searches for “Sir Alymere” state “little is known, other than he fought with Arthur against Mordred.” Little is known? That’s merely a challenge! Makes me more determined than ever to find his story.

Many Celtic-themed books are in the New Age section of stores. Flip and look in the bibliography – many of the books cite other New Age books, rather than historical sources. So a book is basing its viewpoint on material from another book’s viewpoint that is probably five or six times removed from actual text, instead of going back to the text and formulating a new opinion. That doesn’t do me any good, either.

Couldn’t find anything on Norse mythology in three bookstores! I have some Finnish mythology here, but the rest of my mythology texts are, of course, in storage.

Of course, I dreamed again, and I was back in Otterburn. I had several dreams last night. Most were typical Dark of the Moon dreams, cleaning up issues/situations that needed to be dealt with, straightforward. The usual monthly psychological housecleaning (braincleaning?).

And then I landed in Otterburn. And I mean landed, with a smack that nearly took the wind out of me. No driving up and walking down the path. Just thwack.

My three figures were waiting for me, but I didn’t wait for a conversation. “Look,” I said. “I’m interested in what you have to tell me, teach me, whatever. But I want to know your names. And I’m not going to show up in some faux Renaissance party dress and start speaking fake Shakespeare. You may be ancient archetypes, but I am of the 21st Century and this deal needs to be relevant to my actual life. When you’re ready to talk, instead of standing there all mysterious, you know where to find me.” And I pulled myself out of the dream.

Am I going to be annoyed or relieved if the meaning of the dream turns out to be “You’ve done years of work on Northumbrian history, so use it already?”

So there. Enough already. They want to impress some passive little human, they can go bother somebody else. Who knows? Maybe they’ll offer me eggnog, since we’ve seen I’m easily swayed by a good batch of traditional eggnog. Oh, yeah, you’re not supposed to eat or drink anything in these situations. Maybe I should start carrying a flask in my dreams. But it won’t carry eggnog. It will have a fine, single malt Scotch.



At 8:25 PM, Blogger Michelle Miles said...

If you're looking for a book on Celtic mythology, check out "Celtic Myths and Legends" by Peter Berresford Ellis. It's dedicated to them and I've found it to be a great resource. :-)


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