Revised seven chapters, split a bunch of firewood. Same general approach. It was a good day.
An interview with Dave Gourdoux. I was grateful that he raised the “persona” question. It’s been something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately.
The purpose of this post is to offer my heartfelt thanks to those of you (both givers and readers) participating in World Book Night. After the word went out and givers started signing up, I quickly realized I couldn’t manage to personally thank everyone in the manner they deserved, so I hope this post will go a little way toward doing that. Notes, photos (including the Beagle’s tattoo!), and a video after the break.
Going through manuscript deleting the word “little.” A little this, a little that, a little-little-little, ad infinitum. #1 writing tic.
Thank you everyone who came to the Jazz Festival yesterday (we’ll do it again tonight). My head felt like fiberglas insulation soaked in 90-weight motor oil but the band and Geoffrey were right there to bear me along, also I think the head stuff helped me get in character. And naturally nothing charges you up like a live audience. That piece at the very end, with Geoffrey and Claudio trading back and forth…got to watch it from ten feet away in the wings and was flabbergasted by the flow and feel of it. Masters.
Sometime on the road a long ways back, singer/songwriter Drew Nelson gave me a journal. Few months back, Grammy-nominated jazz pianist Geoffrey Keezer asked me to collaborate with him by writing a narration for a piece he had written. I started scribbling in the journal. Then I started typing up drafts and revising them. It’s about a footloose character who stops by a particular place. Last night we rehearsed the piece for the first time, tonight it’ll debut here.
It’s one of those days where I’m deeply grateful for every goofy twist and turn my life has taken. Had a lot of help along the way.
Ah, Wikipedia. Never described myself as a “country chronicler,” that was lifted from a Kirkus review, but am now ever so “self described.” I am regularly knee-deep in cheese, but not that particular cheese. Once it hits Wikipedia, however, it is Truth and even high-tone reviewers parrot the noise. So it goes, file under Could Be Worse and Get Back to Work, Spanky.
Can’t remember if I posted this, but it’s a fun one, wide-ranging and includes treadmill references.