Fri. March 1, 2024: Artists Inspiring Each Other
image courtesy of Uwe Baumann via pixabay.comFriday, March 1, 2024
Waning Moon
No idea about the weather
Happy March! Did you remember to say, “rabbit, rabbit!”?
Today’s serial episode is from ANGEL HUNT:
Episode 116: Gaston’s Ritual Room
Gaston demonstrates his trust in Lianna by inviting her into his ritual room.
Tomorrow’s serial episode is from DEADLY DRAMATICS:
Episode 66: At the Theatre
Lesley sets Nina up with Tom. He’s cute, but what’s the catch?
We got the initial monitoring done, and then my mom did 15 minutes on the exercise bicycle.
Charlotte and I did the Zoom meditation with Concord Free Public Library while my mom rested. Charlotte was so happy to be back in meditation! Well, back on ZOOM at least.
My mom made the toast for breakfast (I did the rest). She made her bed when I wasn’t looking. It’s important to her to regain as much independence as possible; I just have to keep an eye on her so she doesn’t do too much too soon.
My friend Diane is re-reading the Kinsey Millhone series by Sue Grafton, and that’s inspiring me to do the same. I ordered the first one from the library (because my set is in storage). I remember how important that series was to me as a writer starting out working with mysteries.
I wrote up and sent off an LOI package for a job/company where it sounds like we would be perfect for each other. They sent back a lovely note already letting me know they received the materials and are excited to review them. Fingers crossed. The values, mission, hours, and pay all fit into what I’m looking for in a new client right now.
Really grateful for the support of friends and colleagues right now, both virtually and in person. It’s been a big help.
Made the devilled eggs for the potluck. I didn’t like the inexpensive plastic platter I’d stress-bought when I broke my good one. So, instead, I found some cute little ceramic dishes and used those instead.
I am pulling back from some individuals online, because although we are supposedly “mutual follows” those individuals only interact on something in response to one of their posts; they do not interact on anyone else’s posts (unless they feel that person is above them in the publishing hierarchy and can be useful). I’m kind of done with that attitude. That’s not treating me as a colleague; that’s treating me as a customer. No, thank you. I’m not fussing; I’m just gently pulling away from them.
Did a lot of health monitoring and data gathering. Turned around a medium coverage that came unexpectedly and a bunch of score sheets. Have a stack of small coverages to start the new pay period, but for a contest I’m really excited to work on.
The audition videos came through just before I left for the potluck, and I sat down, went through them and made my notes. There are various ways to shuffle the deck of the actors who auditioned, each of which would bring out different facets of the script.
The potluck was at an amazing Victorian house being restored by some wonderful artists on a hill overlooking MASSMoCA. I am madly in love with everyone in the cohort – what an amazing group of people. The diversity of experience and medium is truly wonderful. The food was delicious. The conversation and shared inspiration was wonderful.
It lasted far longer than expected, and everyone was having such a wonderful time, and our host was so lovely and kind not to kick us out.
Home, wrote up my notes on the casting, and sent them off. Whatever decisions are made, I’m not going to have a hissy. I know there are all kinds of factors in play, and I will learn something no matter what.
Finished writing this up and scheduled it to post. It was nearly midnight when I got to bed, and I need to be up early and out to the door to the mechanic. By the time you read this, I will be at the mechanic, and hopefully, it will be good news.
If it’s not complicated and I’m not in a state of shock by the time we’re done, I have to swing by the post office, the grocery store, and the library. Then it’s home for some script coverage work, updating the FALL FOREVER draft for the gender switch in one of the roles, and, hopefully, get some rest over the weekend. The second box of contest entries is also supposed to arrived.
I was actually kind of maybe looking forward to my birthday this year (I have a very fraught relationship with my birthday). But with everything going on, I might just skip it. A friend suggested celebrating a little bit every day leading up to it. I did order a small treat for myself (although it probably won’t arrived until a week or so after). But that’s okay. However it shakes out will be fine.
Hold a good thought for me on the car repair, and I’ll catch you on the other side of the weekend. Have a good one!
