Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Wednesday, February 2, 2005
Waning Moon
Saturn Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde

Groundhog Day – he saw his shadow, so we have six more weeks of winter.

Congratulations to Colin Galbraith – his serial Hunting Jack has been named the Editor’s Choice for February!

Today is the day when what is beneath the surface begins to stir. It’s not ready to break through yet, but there’s motion under the surface.

With as much growth and change as there’s been in the past year, I’m ready for more.

I also want to be a bit of a hermit this month, pull in and pull away from the world. I’m tired of the small cruelties people – even and especially those I like – practice on those around them, both animal and human. And I’m even more tired of the justifications they make for doing so. I certainly don’t have the right to dictate how anyone else behaves. But I do have the right to remove myself from debates, rants, and situations that, right now, I will not be able to enter into in a spirit of tolerance and understanding. I’m a bit short on both of those right now.

I need retreat time.

Yesterday was an interesting day, by turns good and frustrating, but it left me exhausted.

I got some work done on Widow’s Chamber before I got in to work. Nora’s about to step in to stop a beating and the person she rescues will have an important role to play in the denouement of the piece. Not to mention that I get to play a bit with some of the historical figures of New Orleans in 1853.

I stopped at a bookstore to pick up a Cuban guidebook so I can do the next section of Cutthroat Charlotte. And a man in the bookstore started screaming at me, accusing me of being unpatriotic because I was looking at books about Cuba.

I had a few choice words in response that I will not repeat and had security toss him out.

Not the most serene way to start the day.

Day call was fine. A friend and I went out afterwards to catch up on life, the universe, and everything, which was nice.

I read Yoga International on the way back, not missing the irony of trying to enjoy some tranquility while the jerk behind me snapped his newspaper rhythmically against my head so often I nearly rolled up my magazine and smacked him with it. He wouldn’t stop, even when I asked nicely, because, “that’s the way I read the paper and it’s my right to read the paper any way I want.”

Now, this guy has an entire seat to himself. He doesn’t need to lean forward and hit me in the head every time he turns the page. He has a full three feet of page-turning space. And it’s a crowded train and nowhere for me to move.

Too exhausted when I got home to get any creative work done. Which is a shame, because I came up with some fun ideas for Glam Hearts during the day and was looking forward to putting them into action.

Not sure if I’ll try a bit this morning, or work on Charlotte before I have to leave for the matinee and then focus on Hearts tomorrow.

I am in desperate need of the retreat weekend after next. I can feel myself unraveling. None of this is a big deal in the greater scheme of the universe, and I just need to be a hermit for a few days so I can get some perspective.

Off to plant some seeds in honor of the holiday and hope it starts things moving on a physical level as well as an emotional one. The act of performing the ritual meaningfully and mindfully should help me regain some balance.

Oh, well, sometimes you just have a rough day.

And sometimes, there are several in a row.

Shameless Plug: Today’s the one-day sale on e-bay for Angel Hunt. One day only, people! Go for it!

For a free issue of any of the above serials, click the appropriate link and download.


At 9:17 AM, Blogger Colin said...

I used to commute between Glasgow and Edinburgh each day for nearly 3 years and your para about the twat with the newspaper brought it all back in a blinding flash.

Thank God for affordable housing! :-)

At 9:32 AM, Blogger B. K. Birch said...

It's unbelievable sometimes, what people think they have the right to do. And they guy who screamed at you about the Cuba book, doesn't he know Castro is on his last leg and even the EU has lifted their sanctions?

I think you're right to become a hermit. I wish I could.


At 10:20 AM, Blogger Debra Young said...

People are maddening, aren't they? The self-centered-ness and lack of consideration of some fellow humans know no bounds. I wish you a serene retreat. d:)

At 11:48 AM, Blogger Angela said...

May you have a peaceful, relaxing retreat. You deserve nothing less.

At 2:41 PM, Blogger Michelle Miles said...

RE: guy with newspaper: What an ass. The inconsiderateness of the general public annoys the crap out of me. I'm with you on becoming a hermit too.


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