Sunday, June 26, 2005

Sunday, June 26, 2005
Waning Moon
Pluto Retrograde
Chiron Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Uranus Retrograde
Hot and humid

I’m so delighted that people are thrilled with The Thirteen Traveling Journals project. I’ll do a fresh posting on that site tonight or tomorrow with more information.

A new café/bakery opened on 9th Avenue called Fluff. One of my colleagues brought in an enormous piece of banana cake in the afternoon on which we all feasted. It was amazing. After dinner (Chinese food), I went back because there was a chocolate cupcake with chocolate butter cream frosting simply calling out to me, and how could I not respond?

Of course, when we got back to the theatre, someone had brought in a couple of pies for us – I had a slice of the Chocolate Dream Pie, which is a variation the chocolate cream pie.

Too much sugar over the course of the day, but boy, was it good! I rarely eat that much dessert over the course of a day – heck, over the course of a week!

Someone infused the theatre with Giggle Gas this evening. We were all punchy (the sugar, perhaps?). Hey, if exhaustion is going to manifest as something, laughter is the best way.

Didn’t get much writing done – just a bit on Elusive Prayers. I’m about to write the scene where Eliza digs a bullet out of one of the hired hands whose been shot. She’s going to do it with a knitting needle, which I know was done at the time; fortunately, one of my colleagues has a custom knit business and could fill me in on the type of needle that would be used in 1853.

We did a lot of brainstorming about logos for the different sites, which is helpful. Sometimes, you see things in a certain way and talking about it to others makes you look at it from a different angle, and allows it to evolve to become its best possible self.

The heat and humidity are pretty bad, but the theatre is cool, though for some reason, still humid. I nicknamed the Stage Left Quick Change Booth as the Oz Rainforest.

I switch tracks today, starting the track that’s more demanding physically, but less demanding emotionally. Sometimes, I can get some good writing time, up there on the third floor.

I look forward to heading straight home after the matinee and either getting some writing done or gathering my energy and going to bed quite early so I can hit the ground running at the crack of dawn tomorrow and put in a productive writing day.

Also have to work on a press release for the journal project.

And if I don’t jump into the shower NOW, I won’t have the chance before running for the train, and then everyone will have to stand downwind of me for the performance.

So to the shower it is.

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