I tried my plan for dealing with Mr. Uh-uh at camp today, and it worked. I gave him a model of the fire I needed built and told him to make a large version. When he got bored with that, I also assigned him to draw the plan of the jail, and that I’d get […]
Marlene and Peter sent us the nesting glass bowls that I coveted! Their excuse is that it’s a wedding present, despite the fact that Rob and I got married over three years ago. Such kindness, and I really needed a pick-me-up after the battle with Mr. Uh-uh today. That and the increasing awareness that there’s
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Sorry, I’ve been meaning to post the rest of the modeling shots since Monday. These, plus the ones I posted earlier, are apparently the ones that agencies purchased. Who knows what publications we’ll start turning up in. This is the one we sent to our folks.
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The other problem child is your standard, run of the mill, I-don’t-wanna but he’s making me crazy. Little Miss Snippy was much better today, which gave me more time to focus on Mr. Uh-uh. He doesn’t want to do anything, which would be fine if he would actually sit and do nothing. What he really
I had a rough day at camp today. One of the little girls is selfish, obnoxious, manipulative and I don’t like her. The kids made stick horses, which turned out really cute. At the end of class I told them to put them all at one end of the room while we joined the rest
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I teach Stagecraft at this summer camp every year. This year will be challenging because our enrollment is way down. Instead of two classes with fifteen students. I have one class with seven students–no wait, that’s four students. No. Ten students. I don’t know how many I have because they keep pulling students out to
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Last night Rob and I checked out a flex car and drove down to the drive-in movie theater in Newburg. It was sold out, so we came home and rented a movie. While we were watching it, we heard a loud crash outside. I thought it might be a gunshot, but Rob thought it sounded
I just wrote this up for a writer’s website, and thought you all might be interested in seeing what stories I have in the works. Shorts In Submission Some Other Day – Interzone: Josie’s father managed to rid the world of mosquitoes when she was little. The unintended consequences still affect both the adult Josie
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I spent today trying to write. I’m working my way through a new short story, and it’s slow going. I think I’m putting too much pressure on myself after how well Salt of the Earth went. I like this one, or at least the idea for this one, but I only got about 1000 words
According to Sue, owner of Lessons Learned, the folks she was pitching to really liked the concept. Which means my popups and cards were successful. She has to go out of town this week, so we won’t start working on it until Monday and the pilot workshop is a week from Friday. Yoicks. I went
Yet another Portland Spirit day. I’m biking to and from work, so that’s twelve miles a day, plus running around fetching food, so by the time I get home I’m beat. Rob and I went out to dinner tonight, thus eating a portion of my tips today, but I was too tired to cook. Since
I worked two shifts on the Portland Spirit today. Lunch and Friday Early Escape. The most remarkable thing was that I had a table give me a one hundred dollar bill as a tip for a 94.00 tab. I tried to give it back, thinking she had misread the bill, and she said “No. That’s
I got a call from the woman I interviewed with last week to come in and talk about a specific project. Woo-hoo! It went very well and I’ve got a small design project for her company, Lessons Learned, due on Monday. I also went to WRW’s Writers’ Workshop and that was a lot of fun.
I finished two of the benches on the Willamette Star. I didn’t mention that I’m also riding my bike to and fro. That’s adding up to twelve miles a day. Woo-hoo. Of course the Tour de France guys would just laugh at me.