I went to bed at nine o’clock last night and just passed out. Then I woke up shortly after midnight–very annoying–and I could not get back to sleep. I finally got out of bed and had a snack, then tried to sleep again. The last time I looked at the clock it was three a.m., but the alarm startled me when it went off, so I must have been fully asleep.
Despite that, I feel much, much better today. We got to the studio about 8:30; Jodi and Sam picked me up. So far I haven’t done any puppetry except to play around in the puppet shop. The rest of my time is spent helping get the puppeteers pillows for their shots. There will be more involved shots later when they will use all of us but right now I’m very contented to ease into things. I worked for a bit with Julie, who I’ll be seconding at times. That was fun.
I can’t take pictures of the set, so here’s something I can take a photo of. They feed us in a really great lunchroom. It has a view of the lava fields that surround us. The landscape here is like nothing I’ve seen; it is like a moonscape and at the same time lush with life.
The mosses and grasses, the small flowers and shrubs blanket the rocks and soften their edges. Everything feels new.
A driver came to pick me up at my apartment at 11:45, which was 3:45a.m. according to my internal clock. I’d actually managed to get in a small nap, but the excitement of being here was the only thing making me functional.
Everyone is very nice and I’m looking forward to actually starting to work. It’s great to see Jodi and Sam. I spent a lot of the day fighting to stay awake; basically, if I sat then I began to nod off. I took a twenty minute nap and that seems to help. I still feel like I’m only working on about 80% of my brain. At best.
The set is a closed set, which means no photos, so don’t even ask.
Needless to say–but I will anyway–I am tired. I did manage to sleep on the plane, though not enough. Much to my surprise, Magnus, the creator of the show, was on the same flight as me. He was returning from the premiere in NYC. I sent a note up to his seat in first class to introduce myself. He very kindly came back and we chatted for a bit before acknowledging the desperate need to sleep on the plane
My apartment kitchen
My third floor apartment is delightful. I’ve done a quick walk through and now I will explore the bed.
My flight from Portland got in at 11:10 a.m. My flight for Reykjavik doesn’t leave till 8:50 pm. I have a loooooong wait. So far, I’ve gone from terminal 4 to terminal 7, which is where Icelandair is, and then back to terminal 4. There aren’t any food options in terminal 7.
I had a bean burrito for lunch. I know you’re terribly excited by these developments. Meanwhile, I am enjoying high-speed wireless internet access. Whee.
Well. The title says it all. I left at one a.m. and actually managed to sleep on the flight. I’m delighted to have wireless internet service here so I can send a couple of e-mails and amuse myself. Sam Paden just instant messaged me, he’s giving me the low-down on my apartment in Reykjavik.
I have seen the apartment and it is quite nice, lots of room. I hope you will get good rest on the plane. They usually show an old movie (quite odd sometimes in fact) so rest is usually possible.
I got a call on Thursday from Lazytown offering me a job. I’m heading to Reykjavik for a two-week trial to see if we’re mutually compatible. If everything goes well, they’ll keep me till the end of the year.
That’s a long time.
Rob and I are both comfortable enough with the idea for me to go, though neither relishes that much time apart. I leave tonight, which is more than a little crazy.
I’m also terribly excited because the day before the Iceland call, I got an email from The First Line telling me that they want to publish my short story The Shocking Affair of the Dutch Steamship Friesland. This is my second short story sale, and I’m starting to feel like a real writer. (Now if I can just get someone to buy my novel.) If you live in Portland, OR you can buy a copy at Powell’s or order it through The First Line’s website. My first sale was also to them and is in the summer issue; my new effort will appear in the fall issue.
I’ll try to use this site as a way to keep folks up-to-date on what’s going one.
Ginger Stuyvesant, an American heiress living in London during World War I, is engaged to Captain Benjamin Harford, an intelligence officer. Ginger is a medium for the Spirit Corps, a special Spiritualist force. Each soldier heading for the front is conditioned to report to the mediums of the Spirit Corps when they die so the Corps […]