more voices from teh tower...

The #1 reason never to move out of this neighborhood: My 'white man's bodega*,' where I can pick up a fresh-made sandwich, or a selection of imported cheeses, fresh organic produce, cat food, pistaccio gelato, Swedish lemon cookies, diet coke, or anything else I didn't know I needed until I walked in. Plus, fresh flowers and Jamiacan High Mountain coffee beans. Every writer should have one within walking distance. *nods firmly*

Work continues, despite being woken up at omfg early (even for me) by the sound of cats spatting at the top of their lungs. Not mine, although it took me a minute to realize that. The local bully-cat, a female black who is so bad-tempered even her owners are wary of her, had cornered another black cat from across the street, in our back yard. I leaned out the window and yelled "you!" The bully-cat looked up, and I snapped "go home!"

And she did.

The other black cat hung around for a few minutes, and then scampered. Hopefully she made it home without further incident.

Today is more overcast and cooler, but still humid. I wish it would rain. We need the rain.

EtA: Oh god. I need to slap this person: ( Intruders at Paris' Orsay Damage a Monet )

And me, back to the do-it list.


*(so-called because the ethnic it carries is Italian rather than the Latin American I was used to in NYC, in case anyone was wondering/thinking me being weirdly PC)

the Tower Shuts Down for the Night

A few lines that have pleased me today.

"Nothing like a bunch of giggling dwarves to set your nerves on edge."

The chair came down on the back of the stranger’s head, and as the man doubled over, Sergei gut-punched him with obvious, malicious relish in the act.
Boys, she thought, and left them to it.

Yes, they are from two different projects.

Got to write a chase scene today. It wasn't the chase scene I thought it was going to be, but it ended up being better, more interesting, and more fun to write. And there is a comic interlude. All good things. It's still not Draft, but we're closer...


Also, the Giants won. The Red Sox won. The Yankees won. My entire family is happy tonight. That's good.

Did you all see Bruce on 60 Minutes? What he said about why he's still on tour? How "the star thing I can live with. The music I can't live without?" Yeah. That's it, right there. It's why we keep hitting our head against the keyboard and locking ourselves in the office, and giving up other stuff so what's inside can get out.


"Why are you still writing?" Pelley asks.

"It's how I find out who you are, and who I am, and then who we are....I got the chutzpa or whatever you want to say to believe that if I write a really good song about it, it's going to make a difference. It’s going to matter to somebody."

Amen.


I have been awake since 5am. I need to sleep now.