Holding Patterns
Been awhile since I last posted anything here but my life has been full of all kinds of news both good and bad and this also tends to be the busiest time of the year for me.
Oh yeah, just logged in and found some comments in my SPAM that were not spam – I have moved and posted them as appropriate. Thanks for the input! Sorry you did not get credited for it earlier, I am unforgivably lax here of late – New Year Rez: Keep blog updated.
For the chap who asked about my facts – I am a professional writer and my fiancee’s brother is a libel/slander lawyer. I try to make sure I have at least two sources and list them before I write anything up. If you need those sources, i.e. If I forgot somehow to list them, please let me know and I’ll get them to you ASAP.
I am still working on the audio book project, mostly writing stuff for the project so that my reader – who I hope and pray will be Mr. Richard Brown of Rutherford County – sheer vocal pleasure, but I am also working on another collection of shorts and a not short which I will not name at all for fear of killing it in it’s infancy!
The graphic novel is on hold -the artist is having some mental health issues that she most work through first.
And my publisher is declaring bankruptcy and I apparently am going to have to work my way through the courts to retrieve the rights for my book and also to get the royalties I have never received. Lovely.
The opera starts week after next – Don Pasquale this year; and I am looking forward to it, despite my usual nervousnesses and fears about seeing the conductor again. Robert Hart Baker, symphony and opera conductor extraordinare, shall be down for several days and as usual I have placed my self at his beck and call. I am proud to claim him as a friend, but he can be so very intense that I feel intimidated.
And if he has a fault it is that he does not seem to be capable of planning anything but how to get where he is going and when the downbeat will be. Questions about scheduling, when, where, or how to meet always hit a brick wall and he seems so vague at times that I (who cannot remember what I was doing five minutes ago) sometimes despair. Aspies like me HATE/LOATHE/REVILE/DESPISE such a lack of rigidity in temporal matters. I always feel uncomfortable and upset, but it is something I am willing to deal with for the benefits.
He’s a sweet, intelligent, witty, and emphatically bright man and his company is a treat and a pleasure.
And does he know his music? Hell yes! I have never stumped him with a question in any genre. And he’s a bloody genius in a number of other fields as well.
So I tend to feel confused and outclassed until I relax a bit. But then I always learn more in his company in a minute and a half – even if I am just watching – than I did in all of my formal school years. And he seems to like me and to be a true friend.
Acceptable trade.
Then in February, I might be going on a cruise. The chosen ship is the Grandeur of the Seas and the itinerary includes Tampa and Costa Maya, Mexico. I might even get to swim with dolphins! At the moment I am refusing to get my hopes up because it might all fall through, but if it happens, well, I’ll bliss out entirely.
March will bring a visit from Steve’s sister in law and from his nephew. Monica and Mateo are expected to stay only a couple of days and we hope to make them very welcome and show them a good time.
Travel and swimming beat sex and even white chocolate raspberry cheesecake. Add dolphins and I’ll be in Heaven.
There was some bad news as well, but it mostly was of a more personal nature and I do not intend to share it here in so public a forum. Instead I intend to take life one day at a time and enjoy what comes. I also intend to aim for quality of life over quantity of life, so don’t be surprised if you catch me at the Olive Garden sampling that cheesecake or at Fatz eating the cheese fries. I intend to sing in the rain and drive very fast with my top down and try to listen to everything Beethoven ever wrote. Lorenna McKinnit, too, for that matter. Life is for living, right?
And I think that will do for today – take care y’all…and cross your fingers for me. I want to swim with those dolphins!
