Well, dear readers, my eyeballs are weary from all this entering fixes stuff, but after a marathon session yesterday afternoon and evening, I’m finished with proofer two’s stuff, except for a few things to run by Muse Margaret, which I’ll try to do today. Then I have one formatting thing to figure out – there are two ways to go and I just keep waffling between them. As soon as I talk to Muse Margaret, then I’ll do my designed book as I did for Kritzer World, I have all the measurements and fonts and while they’re going to actually use the Word doc imported into In Design, they’ll have my designed book as a guide – they have more control over it if it’s in their design program rather than working off something I’ve designed in Word. But for the way I want things laid out, the guide will guide them. I didn’t really watch anything, except the first twenty minutes of The Cabinet of Caligari, the remake starring Glynis Johns. It’s already weird but weirdly fun in its way. The screenplay is by Robert Bloch, although apparently the director, one Roger Kay, rewrote it and tried to have his name on it, but he lost that battle. He sounds like a real card, this director. I think his entire career consists of two movies and a few TV episodes. The YouTube channel that has all these weird movies is now “saved” – I enjoy watching the main titles and then I ascertain whether there’s location photography in L.A. Otherwise, yesterday was yesterday – six hours of sleep, a back and forth about The Faculty interview, which we’re now doing on Tuesday. For food, I got Panda Express. I’m a little tired of it and need to find a different jernt. I bought a couple of pork baos at Gelson’s, but they were terrible and I deposited them in the trash. The Darling Daughter and I used to love getting fresh baos in Little Tokyo – we went there every week. I miss those Saturdays where we’d go book shop hopping and record shop hopping and then end up in Little Tokyo, after which we’d get Taco Bell and play Scrabble. Those drives were the berries, singing show tunes at the top of our lungs and driving all over the city and even journeying to Long Beach for the book shops there. And now? Now I have a Darling Daughter who turns fifty-four next month. Yikes. It’s a shame there’s not a Rent-A-Daughter service, so you could have those adventures, but you can’t, really, because the stuff we did and places we went to don’t really exist anymore.
I got proofer two’s stuff at around two-thirty and dove right into it and kept at it, with a few breaks, until I was done. For snacks, I just had some crackers and fruity Mentos.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll eat something here, I’ll hopefully have a telephonic conversation with Muse Margaret, I’ll start the formatting and design, and at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow, I’ll see what’s what at the mail place, I’ll have a lunch with Kay Cole, I’ll attend a cabaret show matinee, then I’ll write a bit, continue formatting, and do whatever else needs doing. Sunday, I’ll relax, then it’s all writing next week, along with doing the interview.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, eat, hopefully converse with Muse Margaret, format and design, then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray/streaming player? I’ll start – unknown. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I’ll perhaps dream of the adventures I had with the Darling Daughter.