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February 5, 2008:


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Well, dear readers, a little birdie has told me that today is Tuesday. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, a little birdie has told me that today is Tuesday. Mind you, I didn’t ask the little birdie to tell me anything let alone that it is Tuesday. In fact, I got so irked at the presumptuous little birdie that I grabbed it by its little birdie throat and I said, “Bye bye, birdie” and the sent it on its merry little birdie way. What the HELL am I talking about? This is what happens when you eat two count them two Lean Cuisines at eleven o’clock at night. In any case, the fershluganah little birdie is right – it is Tuesday, which means it is no longer Monday, just in case anyone was confused. Sparkle, Neely, Sparkle! Where did that come from? Now I’m doing Valley Of The Dolls? This is what happens when you eat two count them two lean cuisines at eleven o’clock at night. You suddenly type Sparkle, Neely, Sparkle without rhyme or reason. If you typed Sparkle, Neely, Sparkle WITH rhyme what would it be?

Sparkle, Neely, Sparkle,
A visit to the park’ll
Make you feel much better

Where was I? I have no clew, frankly. Speaking of frankly, yesterday was a very long day of doing many things. I got up very early, got some CDs for Linda Purl and Kevin Spirtas out of the garage environment. After that, I began writing. I had to revise quite a bit from yesterday’s seven pages. Once I was satisfied, then I moved on to the new pages. I managed to write three pages fairly quickly, then I did a couple of errands, then I wrote four more pages. Then I had a visit from Mr. Kevin Spirtas, then I did another errand. Then I went over what I wrote today and made several revisions, just smoothing things out and clarifying. I decided I’d done something in the early section of the book that I had to change, so I had to find all instances of what I wanted to change and then I changed what I wanted to change. Even though this part of the book has been a real slog, I’m happy I went down the road I did with the end of the book – I think it’s fun and as long as I can get through the final chapter (which I’ve now begun) without a misstep, I think it will be okay. And if it’s not, I have no doubt that my muse Margaret will help define what’s wrong and then I can fix it. But, I’m hopeful she’ll like it.
After all that, I finished writing the music and heavily revising a lyric for the opening of act two for the musical I’m mentoring. I really like the way it came out. Now I’m onto the next revision musically and lyrically. After that, I did a few LP transfers – it’s nice to have the CD copies to play in the car and not to have to flip the vinyl after side one, plus I get two albums on one CD.

Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because a little birdie said we should. Yep, the little birdie came back.

Today, I shall get up early and do as many pages as I possibly can, until I start to lose it. I suppose if I really did put in a marathon day I might even finish the book this very day or in the evening. But it would mean writing close to fourteen pages, so the more likely scenario is that I’ll finish tomorrow. We shall see.

I also have a couple of important errands to do and Kevin is coming by for a one-hour meeting in the later afternoon. Plus, I may be having lunch with my friend, Mr. David Wechter.

Depending on the writing, I may go see Victor/Victoria at the Egyptian on their nice, big screen. It will be a nice treat after all this slogging away I’ve been doing.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, lunch, write, meet, write, and possibly write some more. Today’s topic of discussion: I love rice. There, I’ve said it and I’m glad. I love all kinds of rice, but I’m sure there are many variations and dishes I’m not even aware of, so what are your all-time favorite rice dishes, and where have you eaten the best rice dishes, and which rice dishes do you make (recipes always appreciated) – all kinds of rice. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, because the little birdie has gone bye bye and I must get my beauty rest.

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