Well, dear readers, it’s late, I’m tired, I’m writing short notes, and that’s all there is to that. There is a time for long notes and there is a time for short notes and this is a time for short notes for the simple reason that this is not a time for long notes and that’s the long and the short of it. Yesterday was a perfectly pleasant day and last night was marred only by a little annoyance. I tried to be helpful regarding the annoyance but I failed and that’s that. I got up early, did some revisions on what I’d written the day before, answered some e-mails, picked up a Fed Ex package and then drove out to Westlake Village for either a late breakfast or an early lunch with composer Dana Kaproff. We had a nice chat, he got his Empire of the Ants CDs and we talked about a couple of other projects. I then headed back to the mail place to pick up a package only to find out that UPS had screwed up (what else is new) and that the package wouldn’t arrive until today. Wonderful. Then I came home, wrote some pages, sat on my couch like so much fish and watched a little of the hi-def versions of the Judy Garland A Star Is Born (I do hope they’re doing a major restoration and that what I was viewing wasn’t it – it’s barely better than the old DVD), and Pocketful of Miracles, which looked great, although still just a hair too brown. I went to Gelson’s and got a Wolfgang Puck roasted garlic and rosemary half-chicken, brought it home and ate it – it was sort of nauseating, but it did the trick. I then wrote a few more pages and finished the little section I was in, and now it’s on to the end of chapter one. This was the first day when the writing seemed to go very slowly – I did do ten pages, but it really didn’t seem like I did. Each page took a really long time, and we’ll see if I like it when I reread it this morning. After that, I found out about the annoyance, did what I could, which was nothing, and then accidentally nuked the downloads folder into the ether from the dock where it sat. This happened once before but I can’t for the life of me remember how we got it back down into the dock – I think it’s something really stupidly simple, but I searched the help topics and couldn’t find it, so I guess I’ll be calling Apple first thing in the morning. All I was doing was cleaning out some of the unneeded stuff in there by pulling it from the folder onto the desktop but suddenly the whole folder just went “poof”, just like that. I hate when that happens. Poof. Damn them, damn them all to hell.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below because there is a time for short notes and this is obviously that time and that’s the long and the short of it.
Today will be pretty much a writing day. I’m supposed to talk to both co-authors of the long musical, but I don’t want to. It’s really that simple. It takes too damn much of my day and I lose my concentration and it’s just tough beans – they’ll have to wait until I’m ready to do it, which will probably be tomorrow. I just cannot be at the beck and call of everyone – it’s not just them, it’s other people, too. I need to not only attend to the new book, but to writing the liner notes for the new release, which should have been done days ago. And I have to figure out which title is coming after that.
Tomorrow will be spent listening to tapes for upcoming projects and hopefully said tapes will be in good shape and ready to go because I’m sure one of those projects will move right into the next slot.
Friday, I’ll be working with the composer and lyricist for the long musical, but that won’t be for more than ninety minutes, so that will be fine. The weekend will be spent prepping the new release’s packaging and blurbs and whatnot.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, really try to jog, I must write, I must do liner notes, I must eat something amusing and light, and I must write some more. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Ask BK Day, the day in which you get to ask me or any dear reader any old question you like and we get to give any old answer we like. So, let’s have loads of lovely questions and loads of lovely answers and loads of lovely postings, shall we, and that, as they say, is the long and the short of it.