ETA: My apologies, the mirror photo was unintentionally revealing, so to speak, which I didn’t notice due the dimness of the image. I have corrected it.
The Day Jobbery went well yesterday. I also got some writing time squeezed in. Along the way,
This morning I woke up even earlier than planned, further evidence that my body is getting back on to its normal sleep schedule. Unfortunately, to reach the workout room in this hotel you have to go through the pool enclosure, and the pool doors don’t unlock until 5 am. So I layered up with four shirts, a sweater and my trench coat, along with hat and gloves, and went walking on the downtown Denver mall in 26 degree weather. Breezy and very dry. Plus I hadn’t brought sweats, so my legs were bare beneath my coat, which made me look like a very cold-resistant flasher on the move.
Incidentally, the bathroom has slightly strange mirror illumination, thusly:
When I stand in front of it to brush my teeth, shave, whatnot, that square light reflects in my eyes in a very peculiar way. Basically there are two gleaming bright squares exactly bracketing my pupils. It makes me look like a slightly demented cyborg. I tried to capture the look, with partial success:
More Day Jobbery today, followed by tonight’s open dinner at the Mellow Mushroom [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ]. I think there will be at least four of us there, so come on by if you’re in the area. I’ll also try to squeeze in some time on gearing up with final last-first reader feedback on Calamity of So Long a Life, Sunspin volume one, which effort will extend over the weekend and likely into next week. And off to Portland again first thing tomorrow morning, with hopefully more writing time on the plane.
I am pretty distressed about the cancer news. I feel like I’m on a roll with my writing, and my personal/social life is pulling together nicely. I just hate, hate, hate the thought of it all screeching to halt for another freaking year. Won’t know any more before next week, so I’m just plowing ahead with all the things on my plate, head down and moving fast.
Death is on my heels once more, as he has been these last four years.
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