While for other people it’s the middle of the week, it’s just another day for me. There’s bread rising, I need to go out and collect the tomatoes that are falling off the vines, and I should eat something. There’s a cello lesson tonight, too.
I discovered this morning that the Rock Band USB mic is actually recognized by the Mac, and records the cello. Unfortunately, it’s a mono mic and the sound is awful. But what I did discover by listening to the playback is that my sound is too timid most of the time. If I want it to sound better, I have to go all out; no holding back, giving notes their full value, especially before a rest, and so forth. Vibrato! Positions to avoid open strings! The whole nine yards.
In unrelated Apple news, I would like my Touch to actually connect to the internet when it says it’s connected.
It was cool enough this morning that I turned off the A/C and opened all the windows to let air move through the house. So much cooler, right away. The A/C and strategically-placed fans can only do so much for so long.
Twenty pages got edited yesterday. I found one last [write this bit] that I’d forgotten about, and that’s the last one in the book. Then I go back to trying to find a good hook to open with. I wrote a new prologue and a new opening page for the first chapter last week; let’s see if they’re still any good when we get to that point again.
I’m just checking in to tell you I think about you all the time. Holding you and your family in my heart. I’d call, but… You with phones, and me working phones 8 plus hours a day? I’m going to try and get a passport card so that if the kids don’t come to Vermont for American Thanksgiving, and you can’t come down, maybe I can Montreal on the bus, or train, or something.
HEART
We’re going to do our best to come down! I think about you a lot, too, dear one.