yow.
Last night, choreography. And during the day, I worked a little bit on PSoG. It seems that the writing style is far more economic in the first act, and its not surprising that this should be so... There's about a year of difference between beginning and restarting. There are still aspects of the second trip up the mountain that need polishing.
And now I can write the last 40 pages. Yay.
I'm actually quite clear on the last 20, but before Noam arrives at that point, there are two places he must go, and experience. It's those textures I want to work on. And cine the first location is the newly-rebuilt seaside, this weekend will present a fine opportunity to soak in those flavors.
OK. So, school starts in less than a week... Monday afternoon, to be precise. And before all this goes down I have a nice three-day weekend planned at my childhood haunt.
Its been a bitch for the past 5 years... I dont mean to be ungrateful, but the family friends who own the seaside home where I spent every summer of my life since the age of 7... well, their grandchildren are all grown up now. All around my age, in fact, and there are 8 of them. Which means they are always there. So this weekend will be the first time in 5! years that I have been able to visit and stay for more than just one night. My mom has been there occasionally, but usually she takes it after labor day, when it is still hot, but everyone else is back at work. Like me. The only times I have been to the Beach house for any length of time since 1999 have been when I have come down to visit her during her stay, never for longer than 24 h.
So Im very very happy. Im going down on Friday early... since none of my company will be able to come until Saturday, I'll be spending Friday with my mom's bf Al, who likes the beach very much.
Sunday, I may host several people, since W. suggested a day party... it seems like a great idea, except for the parking issue. Its hard to find spots.
Oh, and I have all those books due back to me. Being a librarian is fun.
And now I can write the last 40 pages. Yay.
I'm actually quite clear on the last 20, but before Noam arrives at that point, there are two places he must go, and experience. It's those textures I want to work on. And cine the first location is the newly-rebuilt seaside, this weekend will present a fine opportunity to soak in those flavors.
OK. So, school starts in less than a week... Monday afternoon, to be precise. And before all this goes down I have a nice three-day weekend planned at my childhood haunt.
Its been a bitch for the past 5 years... I dont mean to be ungrateful, but the family friends who own the seaside home where I spent every summer of my life since the age of 7... well, their grandchildren are all grown up now. All around my age, in fact, and there are 8 of them. Which means they are always there. So this weekend will be the first time in 5! years that I have been able to visit and stay for more than just one night. My mom has been there occasionally, but usually she takes it after labor day, when it is still hot, but everyone else is back at work. Like me. The only times I have been to the Beach house for any length of time since 1999 have been when I have come down to visit her during her stay, never for longer than 24 h.
So Im very very happy. Im going down on Friday early... since none of my company will be able to come until Saturday, I'll be spending Friday with my mom's bf Al, who likes the beach very much.
Sunday, I may host several people, since W. suggested a day party... it seems like a great idea, except for the parking issue. Its hard to find spots.
Oh, and I have all those books due back to me. Being a librarian is fun.