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Weather: I’ve gladly traded the hour of sleep for brighter afternoons. Also: today’s high of 69 (recorded in Albany, NY) broken the previous record of 67 set in 1890.
Local Animals: White-tailed deer across the street
What Are You Up to Dennis?: Stuff and things. Had a good weekend visiting Philadelphia, where we tossed a penny onto Benjamin Franklin’s grave and observed a vocal squirrel at Independence Hall. Oh! We saw the squirrel poop. I’ve never in my life seen a squirrel poop, so this was kind of a big deal. We also saw The Liberty Bell and the battleship New Jersey, the latter with a talkative guide named Charlie who really didn’t like the previous battleship food service. But if you like pulled pork, the new service is supposedly terrific. All told, Philly is one nice city.
Word of the Day: rinky-dink: inconsequential, amateurish, small-time
Photo of the Day:
Music: The National, “Slow Show”. I could dedicate four minutes of every day to this song.
We spent the weekend visiting Philadelphia and learned that the bell in the tower of Independence Hall was cast in our hometown: Troy, NY. When the tour guide said that we could at least claim “2nd Most Awesome Bell in Philadelphia”, I proudly reminded him that ours didn’t crack.
Hey, Walgreen’s has a big “pharmacy” on its facade. I wonder what it means, let’s check it out.
Hmm, pharmacy, pharmacy… do they simply like the word? Merely decorative perhaps? Let’s get out of the car and walk a little closer, thinking on the way.
Yes, it definitely says “pharmacy”, it’s plain as day from here at thirty feet. We’ll have to go inside and formally inquire… wait, there’s something else! Closer, follow me!
There, below the C and the Y. Boost me up a sec so I can get a better… oh!! You won’t believe it — the department is apparently…
Apologies to my readers for not posting in a week. Please stop nailing chicken hearts to my door. I promise to be better.
How’ve you been? The reason for my delay is that I’m doing Fancy Author Stuff, by which I mean revisions and trying to manage my stress level.*
I expected to have a few months to button up my novel before it heads to galleys. Contractually speaking, I still have until May 30 to present the finished manuscript, but the publisher wants to take it along to the London Book Fair in mid-April, where there’s a chance of selling it to publishers overseas. They don’t need a perfectly edited book to try to sell it, but I do need to finish this round of (rather significant) revisions. So I have about four weeks to do a whole mess of work, and we’re going to Philadelphia for a three-day weekend that was planned over a month ago, and I’m doing my best to stay on schedule but damned if I haven’t neglected my humble blog.
I’m not complaining here. I always imagined it’d be thrilling to buckle down and work like gangbusters on a publishing deadline, and while “thrilling” is no longer the word that I would choose, it is satisfying to know I’ll have a much better book in less than a month, right around the time that spring kicks in and I can look around and appreciate the season. So: lots of work, daily personal deadlines to say on track, excellent progress so far, basket of candy rabbits at the end.
(The whole revision coincides perfectly with Lent, incidentally.)
* I almost wrote “levels”, which seems to be the common way to say it. I try to avoid subdividing my stress, as that would only result in multitasking, which is, itself, an infamous cause of the very thing I’m trying to manage.