Friday morning and I don’t have to be at the office until this afternoon. I thought about running an errand this morning–St. Patrick’s Day Irish Channel parade tomorrow will make moving the car impossible, so I am just going to make tomorrow my ‘down’ day where I do stuff around the house AND GO TO THE GYM–but I am very tired this morning and don’t have the energy to face it. So, I’ll have to do it all on Sunday. AIEEEEEE! But I can hang, especially if I get a nice day of rest tomorrow.
Last night I went to the offices of the New Orleans Advocate to hear Colson Whitehead speak. First off, the new offices on St. Charles Avenue are amazing. What a gorgeous building and space; hats off to John Georges and the New Orleans Advocate. The place was packed; I’d say there were well over 100 people there, and it was interesting to listen to Whitehead talk about being a writer, how he became a writer, and where The Underground Railroad came from. I gave one of my co-workers the copy I was reading and bought another last night, so I am hoping to finish reading it this weekend. (I also found my copy of Peaches and Scream; it somehow found its way under my passenger seat in the car. So I can get that finished soon, too.)
I am going to work on the Scotty some more; it’s still taking shape in my head. I kind of know what I want to do with it, but it’s not going to be easy. But that’s the thing, isn’t it? I love challenges. Wicked Frat Boy Ways was also a challenge; the problem with challenges, of course, is that you’re never sure if you’re up to it, or if you’re actually rising to it. I like to think I am up for it, and can do it–I always do–but then the insecurity starts taking over when I am actually doing the writing. I want to work on a couple of short stories, too, while I am at it; some submission calls I want to try for.
I also need to get it together, I can’t blame the post-Carnival malaise anymore. Well, I can–this was the first real post-Carnival week, after all. SO yes, this weekend I will focus on making lists and getting organized and reading and getting it all back on track.
And on that note, it’s back to the spice mines with me. Here’s a hunk to ease you into the weekend, Constant Reader.