Well, dear readers, all I see right now are commas, periods, semi-colons, hyphens, em dashes and the like, because I am in the throes of going over the first galley of Murder At The Grove. I’m not finding all that much, but it requires careful reading of every line, looking for mistakes, bad breaks at the ends of lines, and widows and/or orphans. One’s eyes do start playing tricks after a while, so you can only do so many pages at one time. I must say that it does make the day go by swiftly when one is in the throes of galley proofing. Of course, if one finds too many mistakes then one wants to be in the throes of throwing the galley against the nearest wall. What the HELL am I talking about? Oh, yes, the throes. Speaking of the throes, I had a day yesterday. I got a good night’s sleep, got up, answered e-mails, packaged packages, did errands and then had a lovelier than lovely luncheon with Mr. Patrick Cassidy, made even lovelier by seeing the beautiful Miss Karen Morrow and HER lunch companion, the equally beautiful Billy Barnes. Topics were discussed and it was a very nice way to spend two hours. After lunch, I shipped the packages, did a few more errands, printed out a new galley, came home, and began proofing. I did forget to make one important call, which I’ll do first thing this morning. I proofed (or re-proofed) the first 100 pages of the book. After all that, I was really ready to sit on my couch like so much fish, which I did.
Last night, I watched a motion picture I’d TIVOd entitled The Kremlin Letter, a film of John Huston, starring Mr. Patrick O’Neal, Mr. John Huston, Mr. Orson Welles, Mr. Nigel Green, Miss Barbara Parkins, Miss Bibi Andersson, Mr. Max von Sydow, Mr. George Sanders, and many others. I’d never seen it before – it was actually slated for DVD release and cancelled at the last minute, never to be mentioned again. I must say, I found it difficult going – I never quite knew what the HELL was going on or who was doing what to whom, but the actors were all good, and Mr. Huston directed it well. And it was fun to see Mr. George Sanders in drag – well, fun and frightening, all at the same time. The film had a surprising amount of kinkiness and viciousness. I also watched another episode of The Mod Squad, this one guest-starring Miss Ida Lupino, who I love. Also guest-starring was a very young Daniel Travanti (here billed as Dan Travanti). I do love the music for the show, by Billy May and Earle Hagen. I do hope Paramount keeps releasing these, although it would be ever so much nicer if they could just do the entire season in one box, instead of splitting it into two releases. I will also reiterate how gorgeous the transfers are.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button because I’m in the throes of finishing this section and frankly I’m looking forward to the next section, for reasons I know not.
Today, I will be packaging and shipping, I will be proofing, I will be doing a walk-through at the Wilshire Ebell Theater and then I shall be having a rehearsal with the gals who are doing the benefit, which I’m very much looking forward to.
Tomorrow, I have no idea what’s going on – I think something is going on but I just can’t remember what. It could be a trying day – I’ll just have to wait and see. I know people who are going to all three of the Brain performances this weekend, so I’m not sure which I’ll attend. Alet will be there on Saturday night, the Wechter clan for the Sunday matinee, and I think a couple of people from the LACC cast are going tomorrow night.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, ship packages, proof, do a walk-through, rehearse, and sit on my couch like so much fish. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite espionage movies – it’s an incredibly popular genre, from James Bond to Foreign Correspondent to Ministry of Fear, the latter two being two of my favorites, to The Spy Who Came In From The Cold, The Ipcress File, and hundreds of others. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I continue to be in the throes of galley proofing.