Well, dear readers, we had us a really fun Zoom Q&A, about twelve people, I think, some of whom asked stuff and conversed and others who just sat there like so much fish, which was fine. All manner of things were discussed, and I really do love doing it. I rarely talk about writing, and I really do enjoy it when I do. Stories were told, secrets were revealed, and it lasted for an hour and forty minutes. By that time, I was starving, so I went and got some pepperoni pizza slices from Pizza Wagon of Brooklyn, brought those home and gobbled them down. It’s not quite Dino’s but it’s very good. Just prior to leaving for the food, however, I got a call from Muse Margaret, who’d read all 113 pages of the new book and she was very happy and thought the form was really working and found everything fun and interesting. That made me very happy, of course, like dancing on air happy. Once I was through eating, I had to answer a bunch of e-mails, I had a long telephonic conversation with Doug Haverty, who’s returned from three weeks in Florida. After that, I tried to watch something but fell asleep before whatever it was even began playing. I think was out for a good forty-five-minutes. Then I’d enjoyed that ice cream I’d had the night before, so I got that again. I hope I don’t regret it, because while I enjoy it while I’m eating it, I don’t digest it well. I did get through the previous night, so hopefully I will again. Prior to all that, I got nine hours of sleep, getting up later than I’d intended. I futzed and finessed and then sent Muse Margaret the first batch of pages. After that, I shaved and showered and got ready for the Zoom Q&A. I wish a few more HHW people had shown up, but alas, they did not. The Facebook algorithms were working against anyone seeing the two posts I made about it – the first one got thirty-nine likes – normally, if I make an innocuous post with no links even in the comments, I get a hundred to two hundred likes. Is a puzzlement. Then, prior to writing these here notes, I wrote five new pages and will do another five before I go to bed.
Today, I’ll try to be up by eleven, I’ll pray for a modern major miracle, which I really need right about now before there will be hell toupee, I’ll futz and finesse, I may need to do some banking, I’ll eat something amusing, and then I’ll write new pages and then watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow, I have a meeting with a writer to talk about his play, Thursday I may go out for a nice early dinner, but mostly it will be lots of writing.
One of the things I mentioned in the Q&A that had to do with Kritzer World, was that I’d finally thought to search to see if there was anything in newspapers.com about the two times we took LACC shows to Bakersfield and Porterville. There was nothing at all for Bakersfield, but I sure hit the motherload for Porterville. For The Comedy of Errors, the first show we took there, there’s a fun photo of me and Alan Abelew playing the Dromios and also a nice review of the show. Same thing for The Imaginary Invalid – a photo of me as Monsieur Argan and a review of the show. Here they all are.
Isn’t that fun?
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, try to be up by eleven, pray for a modern major miracle, futz and finesse, maybe do some banking, eat, write new pages, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: Does anyone else have trouble digesting ice cream these days? If so, do you lay off it and eat other kinds of non-real ice cream? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy that questions were asked and answered at the Q&A.