Well, dear readers, it is Sunday, a day of rest, and yet I shall have no time to rest because today will be a busy little day doing busy little things. So, I think I won’t have a day of rest until next weekend, but I shall really try to keep next weekend free and clear or, at the very least, clear and free. Whilst writing these here notes, I am listening to the next Kritzerland release – I don’t have the master in hand yet (should be here on Tuesday), but my mastering engineer uploaded it to someone’s iDisk and I was able to play it from there – it sounds splendidly splendid and the music is so wonderfully wonderful, filled with glorious themes and melodies with grand orchestrations. It’s really an undiscovered gem. Speaking of an undiscovered gem, yesterday was also not a day of rest. I got up early and did the long jog. I then made changes to the six pages I wrote yesterday, and then wrote four pages and got to the end of the chapter. I did a couple of errands, came back, made adjustments to the four pages, and then printed them out. I then read the rest of the long script, all fifty pages worth. I made a few notes, although it is not my intention to give them at today’s meeting. If they really want me to direct the reading and we come to terms, then I’ll give them the specific notes, and they can do with them what they will. I then had to shave and shower and get ready to go to my dinner engagement. I also had a couple of telephonic calls. I went to Staples and Xeroxed the pages, and then I headed over to the Jones’s for dinner and fun.
Last night, I supped with the Jones’s, Richard and Margaret. I gave muse Margaret the pages, which she’ll read today – I’m hoping she’ll like them and, if so, then I shall continue writing tomorrow or maybe even later this evening. We had a Thanksgiving sort of dinner – turkey, stuffing, cranberry, and peas, all of it quite yummilicous. And she made a wonderful and light chocolate cake (sans frosting) for dessert. We had lively conversation, and Quinn the dog was most amusing, as well. After dinner, they showed me some bits from a funny TV show from the UK called Little England (I think that’s the title), featuring two fellows who are pretty funny in a Monty Python sort of way. I gather the show was very popular in the UK and I know it was shown here, too. I then left and headed back to the home environment. I uploaded a couple of photographs to Photobucket to share, but Jose tells me that when Safari did their latest update, copying the image code is proving impossible, so other than getting the photos into iPhoto and then resizing them, which I don’t have time for, I guess I’m through posting photos until this problem is fixed.
I then sat on my couch like so much fish and watched another half-hour of The Dark Knight. I must say, I’m finding it rather annoying, and certainly don’t understand how this thing was quite the hit it was, but it obviously appealed to a lot of people. The transfer is quite bad, as is the sound. I’ll finish it this evening.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because Sunday shall not be a day of rest and I must get my beauty sleep so I can do all that needs doing.
Have I mentioned that Sunday is not a day of rest, at least not for the likes of me? Today I shall get up and do the long jog, then I shall give a quick once-over to the long script again and organize my thoughts so I can be coherent at the meeting with the authors. Then I’ll finish putting in the act two Nudie fixes into our master script, and I have a reprise of an act one number to write they lyric to, which I’d like to finish. Then I have the meeting, which I presume will last a couple of hours. Then I come home only to go right back out to sup with Miss Alet Taylor so we can begin putting her show together. After that, I may or may not do some writing.
Tomorrow, I will resume writing, and I have a three o’clock important meeting, and then a seven o’clock meeting with the charity for whom I arranged the talent last June – I’ll be helping them again this year, as long as they listen to me about how to structure that portion of the event.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, do the long jog, take a gander at the long script, have a meeting, have another meeting and supper, and enter the act two Nudie changes, and perhaps write a page or two of the new novel. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the day in which you dear readers get to make with the topics and we all get to post about them. So, let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I get no rest on Sunday, a day of no rest.