Sunday, November 14, 2004

Sunday, November 14, 2004
Waxing Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Sunny and cold

NaNoWriMoDaily Cheer: Today is your day of rest. You’re nearly half-way there. You deserve a treat!

Boston had four inches of snow yesterday. It’s nippy here, but beautiful. Although I hope we don’t have snow when we drive to Maine for Thanksgiving, I am looking forward to a white winter.

I’m worried that the 2006 trip to Vietnam is in danger of collapsing. Well, it’s over a year away and all I can do is keep working so that it does happen. A great deal depends on international politics. I think I can learn enough Vietnamese to get by, combined with my ever-increasing French, but I have a sneaking suspicion it’ll be too dangerous to travel where I wish to travel alone. And I resent that. Finding someone compatible for this particular adventure wouldn’t be easy – someone who is a compassionate, intelligent traveling companion with a sense of humour and will also give me enough room to do the different levels of research I need to do on this trip. And I need to be able to give the companion enough room for his/her own work as well. It’s got to work both ways. Combine that with someone who is savvy about both exterior and interior travel in less than resort conditions – not sure if the person exists. Even those I love the most in my daily life aren’t up to this trip.

I’m a very organized traveler in that I don’t dither. I am capable of traveling light (though often I don’t). I like to get up early and get moving early, not putter around a hotel until eleven or twelve and lose most of the day. I get where I need to go, have my documents in order, and am savvy enough not to get caught up in situations because I’m careless. I like to leave myself enough room physically and emotionally for tangents. In other words, I don’t like to be so tightly scheduled that, if I spot an interesting graveyard or other site that I have to forgo a stop. You never know what you’ll find when you’re not looking for it – often it’s exactly what you need.

And I lack patience with someone who can’t get his or her act together and get moving. Or who forgets a passport, misplaces the hotel keys, leaves one of the bags somewhere. My way of traveling isn’t the right way – but it’s the way I travel, and why I often prefer to travel alone.

Plus, traveling alone forces me to talk to people. Since I’m naturally shy, I’m much more likely to talk to strangers on my own than if I’m with someone. And trust my instincts. If my instincts tell me not to trust someone, I don’t. I no longer trust easily anymore anyway. People think I’m joking when I say I prefer horses to people. But it’s often true. Horses are often more direct, and many of them have a great sense of humour.

I didn’t get as much done on The Widow’s Chamber yesterday as I wanted. I got bogged down in research pertaining to marriage laws and customs in 1852 New Orleans. I think I have enough to squeak through for the next few issues, but I really need more. I have some leads – I just have to get the info in time to meet my deadlines.

I ended up doing eight pages on Intricacies – the first prison scene. Teri is much tougher than I originally envisioned, but she wouldn’t’ be able to do what she does without that. Connor has a layer of quiet intellectualism under the facile con man exterior. It’s part of what allows him to figure out the best way to get at a mark. In spite of the fact that these two were playing each other (Connor to get the money from Teri’s “husband”, Teri trying to nail Connor), it’s interesting to see how much of their interaction was based on truth. It’s an intriguing piece.

Too many hours at the computer have left my neck, shoulders and back knotted. I need to do extra yoga today to get unpretzeled. I didn’t sleep well – fragments of dreams that stay just out of reach, but they were busy enough so that I woke up exhausted. From the end of October to the beginning of February, I tend to dream vividly and remember them, whereas the rest of the year, I only occasionally remember a dream. Usually it’s a disturbing one, letting me know a major change is coming up.

In any case, I have to write hard on Widow’s Chamber today, to make up for yesterday. I am much farther behind than I should be, and tomorrow I need to turn the bulk of my attention to Charlotte. I also have to read another magazine submission, finish the tarot column, and rewrite “Driven to Change.”



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