Good morning or whatever part of the day it is for you. Today is Sunday, July 12, 2015. The temperature is 62.3°F and the humidity is 88% at 4:53 a.m. PST (-8 GMT). Weather Underground shows sustained winds at 0 mph with gusts of 0 mph. It was clear when I stuck my head out. It’s just beginning to dawn, but a few stars twinkled back as me. Thought I made out part of the Big Dipper. Weather Underground is predicting a 0% chance of precipitation and a high of 84° (“nearly the same as yesterday”) today.
I have been threatening to do it. The pic is my pile of books in the living room. These are not all of them. There are more in the bedroom and still more upstairs on three shelves on the wall that are not coming down. There some odds and ends here—photo albums and notebooks and such—but these are pretty much my pile of books after I made another trip to the library to donate a stack yesterday.
Got my review posted at Examiner the day before yesterday. Again, it hasn’t exactly burned down the house with page views. I have it on Twitter and Facebook. It’s gotten a couple of polite peeks at Facebook.
Rather saddened. A net buddy of mine from the late lamented Epinions passed away Friday. It wasn’t a surprise as he’d been having severe health problems for quite a long time. Just a couple of days before he died, he posted a picture of himself in an oxygen mask on Facebook and said, “This is what 43 years of smoking will get you.” He also posted an impassioned plea against smoking. I wish my 23-year-old nieces could/would read it. I was surprised when I went to his page to learn that he was only about four years older than I am. He looked a lot older. At any rate, his struggle is over. Rest in peace.
I plan to go to the gym today when Mr. Siduri wakes up and I can get my gym clothes without waking him up. It’s been a long time since I’ve been there. But I need to get more active again. Even if I start out by spending ten minutes on the treadmill. And I’ll go back tomorrow. Then what I figure I’ll do is go someplace where I can write undisturbed for an hour like a bagel shop. I’ll spend my hour w/Siegfried there. Might be tacky to bring my alarm clock. Maybe there’s an app for that.
I tell the story about when I was writing the scene where Siegfried kills the dragon—a rather important scene—and Mr. Siduri walked into the room with his phone: “Now there’s something you don’t see every day. An app for Morse code.” It blew my concentration to smithereens, but what could I do? He didn’t know Siegfried was in mortal combat with a dragon. I wasn’t going to jump up and scream at him. But I still had the problem of finishing writing the passage.
Thanks for reading. Hope you and yours are all well and happy. Hope the day brings you good things. Off to write another day—
Writing schedule (again):
1. Spend an hour with Siegfried.
2. Review a section of poetry from World Poetry .
3. Finish reading Being Young and review either today or tomorrow
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