I never thought I would have a day filled with meetings. Well, it wasn’t filled with one meeting after another. It was really just two meetings that took a large chunk of my time during the day. First I had a LMDC meeting about the grant I am writing. Informative, encouraging, and I am now slightly less confused than before. However, I found out I will not just go to one grant writing workshop, but two if I understand correctly. I am going to need all the resources I can get at this point, and having a little bit of experience before going in will help, too. The grant is coming along. I wrote a large chunk of the narrative today and will polish it and then continue tomorrow. After that meeting I went and met with my writer’s group. Well, it wasn’t much of a group. It was just Michael and I but we met and discussed things. I finally have a design for our online ‘zine (thanks to Joel) and Michael approved and gave me some good input about it. I hope to have it up and running in a month or so. I never knew how hard it was going to be. Then the conversation went to a blue haired lesbian nun from a distant planet named for an ancient Egyptian god. He even had the realm drawn out in his plot sketch. I know it sounds kind of weird, but the story is really good. I don’t tell it very well, and I shouldn’t because it isn’t my story. It’s very Frank Herbert. It would make an excellent graphic novel. He said it was getting way too big. He keeps expanding the story and thinking up new things that could happen and then his head exploded. His biggest fear is that he will die without completing it and his incompetent son/friend/family member will find all his notes and try to publish the story. That also is very Frank Herbert. I told him the only thing I have really come up with is a story about a girl that plays the xylophone and in comparison to his epic space saga it is kind of crap. Well compared to just about anything it is kind of crap, but she hangs out in my head from time to time. I suppose I will allow this until I can do something with her. Other than that I write things like this basically. Yeah, it’s writing, but I want to write another story of fiction. My corporate Shakespeare story took a lot out of me. I have notes on it that Michael gave me and I have plans to expand it, so I should probably stop my bitching and write on that for a while. He gave me some pretty cool ideas. I am tired of being in front of a screen and watching the letters crawl across the page…goodnight.
Real Americans fail geography.