Well, dear readers, this year and month are flying by, like a gazelle getting a Kennedy Center Award and turning it down. That darn gazelle. I’ll have to keep these here notes short and semi-sweet due to hand cramping that’s now going on four HOURS. Out of control, and thanks to it, not quite as much writing as I’d like to have done -thankfully, I did get three or four pages done at various points of the evening. Prior to that, there were no hand cramping issues at all. You cannot imagine how frustrating four HOURS of it is. I’m hoping whatever the next medication is will address the issue. Anyway, yesterday. I got eight hours of sleep overall, with completely weird dreams. Once up, I answered e-mails, then futzed and finessed the eleven pages I’d already written for the new book – book 28. I cut, added, and smoothed out stuff and the good news was that I liked it – it held my interest. This one’s new territory for me, which I always enjoy. Then I wrote about five new pages. I took a break and chopped an onion, dozed off for about twenty minutes, then wrote another page. Then I shaved and showered and began preparing the faux stroganoff. I tried something new by putting the pasta into the sauce rather than letting people ladle it OVER the sauce. I’m not sure that was the best way, frankly. The Pearls were the first to arrive, right on time. They got their food right away, as did I. Then came Marshall Harvey, Amy and Mark, and Robert Yacko in quick succession. And a bit later, Kay Cole joined us. Once we had the full group, the conversation was really fun and funny, many anecdotes were told, much food was eaten and three hours flew by, like a gazelle wondering where the yellow went. The gazelle has always used Pepsodent. Everyone left a little after seven. I was a wonderful way to spend the afternoon, and the evening would have been just as wonderful if not for the four HOURS of hand cramping. It’s abated a bit now, so hopefully that will continue, so I can get through these here notes. I did a little cleanup, then as cramping permitted I wrote a little over three more pages and if I can manage, I really would like to write two or three more and get to the end of chapter one. I didn’t really have time for movies or videos. All of the stroganoff was eaten, and there wasn’t that much tuna pasta salad left. I rinsed off some things, and then it was time to attempt to write some damn notes.

Today, I’ll be up by ten, I’ll futz and finesse, write new pages, go do some banking, come back, eat, hopefully write a few more new pages, and then around six I’ll mosey on over to the theater and get ready for our first night back after two weeks off. Hopefully, everyone will be off book, hopefully I’ll have and assistant there, and we’ll run the show and get everyone used to playing the show on our actual set. After that, I’ll come home and perhaps write a few more pages.

Tomorrow, I’ll probably will only have time to futz and finesse, I have to do more banking before our noon o’clock rehearsal, then we’ll try for two run-throughs. Same thing for Sunday’s designer run-through. Then we’re off on Monday, and then it’s all run-throughs and tech.

Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up by ten, futz and finesse, write new pages, do some banking, eat, hopefully write more pages, have a rehearsal, and maybe write more new pages when I come home. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray/streaming player? I’ll start – who knows? Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hating the hand cramping, but happy to have started a new book and to have had a fun afternoon get-together.