Back to work revising the novel this morning. Slow but steady wins the day, or something like that. One section will require substantial renovation, but I’m not sure I’ll get to it this week. In the first draft, I left the setting vague because there were some details that might have made it difficult to set the book in Houston. However, now that I know what happens in all of the story, I feel confident I can put it in Houston without stretching too many rules.
Soaked my hand last night and most of the scab from my scalding injury two weeks ago came off. I can now bend it almost all the way. The remaining scab keeps the skin a little tight, but a few more days and it should be mostly back to normal.
The nominations on Big Brother went as I expected. I was also right in assuming that Ryan and Adam conspired to split the vote to force Sheila to cast the deciding vote. Now all that remains to be seen is who wins PoV. Unless it’s Ryan, the winner will be the person who chooses who gets ousted. I’m rooting for Sharon. I thought the ending of last night’s episode was funny. For the nth time, Sheila was in the diary room ranting about having to be shackled to Adam, only this time the camera pulled back to show that she was, in fact, shackled to Adam.
We watched No Reservations with Catherine Zeta Jones and Abigail Breslin on Friday. A cute movie, nothing outstanding, but just cute and feel-goody. We picked the 1990 version of Cyrano de Bergerac with Gerard Depardieu on Saturday. I’m pretty sure we’ve seen it before, be we like Depardieu. His death scene was a little bit much, but otherwise a fun movie, especially when he was on a roll, dissecting an adversary with his words. I also liked the scene where Christian interjects comments about his big nose into Cyrano’s description of his daring deeds the night before.
This probably sets some sort of record for me. I received Compulsion by Jonathan Kellerman on Thursday, read it on Saturday, posted my review on Sunday, sold the book later that day and shipped it off to the buyer this morning. I’ve come to accept that I won’t reread most books I buy any more, so I sort of borrow them for a brief interim and then pass them along.
The podcast version of my Storytellers Unplugged essay “Why Write Short Stories?” is now available via Podango and on iTunes.
