Saturday, June 25, 2005

Saturday, June 25, 2005
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Chiron Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Sunny, hot, humid

I’m so excited that The Thirteen Traveling Journals Project is getting such a great response! One of the journals will originate as the theatre – people on the show really want to be a part of it. We’re even scheduling a photo shoot next week for one of the chorus men’s newest projects that will be included, plus links to his site, etc., etc., etc. . . .people in theatre are naturally collaborative, so something like this is quickly seized.

I’ll leave most of my discussion about the growth of the project on its own site, but I’m excited.

Didn’t get much creative writing done yesterday – most of it was business-related. Ran around the city doing errands all afternoon – it wasn’t that hot, but the humidity grew exponentially as the day wore on, so I was a wilted little thing by the time I got to the theatre.

Since I was near Lincoln Center, I wanted to have dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, up on 68th and Columbus, called World Café. I’ve been going there for years – I’m not often in that neighborhood any more, but I figured it would be a good chance to reconnect. Great food, reasonable prices, a good vibe. Everything real people want in a restaurant.

Unfortunately, it’s closed. Recently. The sign in the window said “The end of The World” and that’s how it felt. They didn’t resign their lease because the rent was jacked up so high.

I ended up back at Vinyl, where they’re always happy to see me and the food is good.

The wheels are also turning for The Place and Space Journal Project, even though I said I was going to launch Thirteen Journals first.

The mind is a mysterious and cantankerous creature.

Show was fine, for the most part. We’re helping one woman choose the clothes to take on vacation, a friend of mine is in as a substitute stage manager for a few weeks (she’s wonderful) and we’re all so tired at this point that we’re trying to laugh as much as possible so we don’t go completely off the edge.

Unfortunately, as I rolled a rack of costumes into the elevator at the top of the second act, the elevator sensor failed and the door zoomed in, catching me across the lower back (I had to lean slightly to get the rack in). It sounded like I’d been crushed (one person actually screamed – and it wasn’t me) and didn’t feel so great, either. I spent the rest of the show with an icepack stuck into the back of the waistband of my jeans, and filled out the accident report, just in case. Although it’s sore and turning all sorts of interesting colours, I think it sounded worse than it actually is.

Yes, two accidents in two weeks, and yes, I’m aware of the psychological implications. As I reminded the universe tartly last night, I understand that they don’t want qualifiers; I know I’m not supposed to be in the business anymore, and I’m working on it, so back off already! For once in my life, I want a transition instead of a leap, dammit!

The ink I ordered day before yesterday arrived yesterday (wow), and I think I need to order another photo flashcard for my camera. I’ll be taking lots of photos over the next few weeks, and, although my cards usually take around 150 photos, I don’t want to get caught out. I don’t download the photos and wipe the disk, because my CD burner is wonky. I just print from the card.

What I’d like to do is learn how to COPY photos onto a CD – so I have the CD and I still have the disk – but I’m not sure how to do that yet.

Believe it or not, in all the fracas, I managed to get a few pages of Elusive Prayers done, although I’m nowhere near having it finished by Tuesday. I need to dig in to that over the next few days. But it’s going well.

The Thirteen Traveling Journals Project
The Place and Space Journals Project

The Widow’s Chamber
Angel Hunt
Cutthroat Charlotte
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At 10:49 AM, Blogger Lara said...

Yikes about the elevator! Thank heaven it just caught your back and you didn't get splinched! (chopped in two!)


At 10:56 AM, Blogger B. K. Birch said...

Ouch! I hope your back feels better soon.


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