In keeping with yesterday morning’s clarity, I spent the day just recovering/maintaining my emotional equilibrium, wallowing in that-which-makes-Eugie-content. fosteronfilm wanted to see the marathon showing of the classic Fly movies–The Fly, Return of the fly, and Curse of the Fly–on the Fox movie channel. They were perfect, amusing in a totally undemanding way, and periodically just plain silly. Good background for light writing work, especially with a cuddlesome skunk pressed against my side. Made some nummy homemade pizza–fresh mushrooms and green olives, mmmm–and watched the season and show finale of Enterprise. Again, amusing, undemanding, and periodically silly. To round out the day, I mixed up some gin & tonics, and we put on The Sea Hawk–Errol Flynn gallivanting around in pirate pants, accompanied by the ever-heroic, Korngold score. The gin worked its medicinal goodness and when the movie was over, I fell into a restful, mostly-dreamless sleep, Hobkin curled up in my arms.
I woke this morning refreshed and balanced. There’s a bit of a strain to maintaining that sense of tranquility. On the edges of my mind are all the stressors and anxieties that I’ve been fixating on, not to mention my wingstubs hurt like the dickens. I have to work to relax, if that makes any sense. But I am grateful for the serenity I have now, no matter how fleeting it may be.
Received the proposed edits from my Cricket editor for both “Li T’ien and the Demon Nian” and “Cuhiya’s Husband.” Spent large chunks of the sillier scenes of The Fly sequels going over the edits and then doing some supplementary research to answer a couple of her questions. Will mail that out tomorrow.
My correspondences with her are always lovely ego boost. She said she’s discovered my blog! My Cricket editor reads my blog! *waves*