Snow
Emily and I had a great meeting with Chris Parks today. The snow was swirling outside as we talked about Arabian Nights. I’m very sleepy from my delayed flight but still think we did good work.
Journal
NYC arrival
Well, I’ve arrived in New York. I was supposed to get here at 11:02 pm. The time now? 3:40 am… To be fair, I got here about an hour ago, but still. Where did this travel karma come from? I used to have such good luck travelling. I’m convinced that I picked up Rob’s bad
Look at that!
I went to breakfast with Jodi and Sam and when I returned my kitchen floor looked like this! Wow. I was not expecting them to move so fast. By the way, I’m at the Portland Airport now.
The floor begins
Because my life is never simple, today is also the day the floor work begins. I won’t be here to show you a blow by blow, but I can at least show you the before image.
To New York
For those of you keeping score… I’m going to New York today to work on Arabian Nights for McCarter Theater. Key players will be Emily DeCola and Chris Parks. Stay tuned for details. Coming up next– On Friday, our intrepid adventurer goes to Atlanta.
Furniture and Haircut
Last night Rob and I emptied our kitchen of furniture in preparation for the refinishing. I am surprised by how large the room is; if only there were fewer doors and windows we could have a lot of storage space in there. I got up this morning and took the bus down to have may
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Little Shop of Horrors
I have just landed a dream job. Ector Theater in Odessa, TX is contracting me to build, and design, a brand-new set of Little Shop puppets. I won’t quote numbers here, because that would be rude, but it is enough to hire a shop space and employee stitchers, mold-makers, and builders to make a really
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House of Flying Daggers
Rob and I went to see House of Flying Daggers last night. It is not as good as Hero but still well worth seeing. Visually stunning.
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Icestorm 2005!
Well, that’s the way the news stations here would characterize the weather outside. We’ve had freezing rain and there’s a sheet of ice on the street. No pipes froze. The trees are not covered in tubes of ice, so it’s fairly mild as icestorms go. Rob was mean and let Marlowe outside. He came back
The Portland Spirit
I went down to the Spirit office today to do a little computer work for them. Back when I was recovering from the torn ligament in my wrist I worked in the sales department. While I was there, I developed a couple of tools for doing proposals and the like that they still use. Every
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Leaving the house
Have you ever had one of those days when you can’t seem to leave the house. It seems like everytime I reached for the doorknob today, the phone rang. I suppose I could have ignored it, but all of the calls turned out to be ones that I needed to answer. It did make me
Finished the Novel!
I am dancing in circles because I just wrote the last chapter of my novel! I will use an overabundance of exclamation marks in an effort to express my excitement. Hurrah! It is 59,526 words, thirty-one chapters or 331 pages long depending on how you want to count it. I know have much proof-reading ahead
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Trip, Trap, Tripping
If you want to the rest of this short story, post a comment below or email me. Trip, Trap, Tripping by Mary Robinette Kowal The heat rose off the sidewalks and crept down the walls; it wound through the apartment building and clung with sticky fingers to Clef Trollinger’s skin. He grimaced as he tried
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The First Line Volume 6 #3
This is the first time I’ve seen my name come up on Google as an author. I wrote a short story for The First Line Volume 6 #3 and it’s actually for sale on the internet. I know it’s silly, but I’m as excited as a child who has learned to spell.
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Three boards left
I won’t bother you with a picture of my labors. These boards are so hard to scrape because they tend to splinter. On the other boards, the paper releases and flakes or slides off. On these, little slivers of wood rise up with each movement I make. It is very frustrating. But only three boards