Damn, damn, damn...

Well, I am now officially diabetic. Type 2, not extreme but enough to be checked twice a day and take Metformin. Dammit. The little pin I use to jab my finger is fairly soft and easy. I barely feel it. And the monitor is straightforward to use. Now I just need to get into the habit of doing it in the morning before breakfast and 2 hours after dinner.

I'm turning into one of those old men who's got to have a tray with little pockets for every day of the week, where you set up your pills and that way you know you've taken them. This, I never wanted. It's ridiculous.

For Dair's Window, I've just reading my third detailed book on glass working. This one discussed tack fusing in more depth as well as other aspects of the craft. I'd never be able to do it, myself (not without burning off all my fingers) but Dair needs to know this stuff. I'm still shifting information into my head for his story. I'm hoping it will work out the meaning for the title, not just how he does what he does to make Adam's portrait. I can see a way to that part, now; I just need to work through his emotional states to make it start coming together.

But that's on a semi-back burner. The beginning of DP is my main focus, at the moment. I've begun writing it, down and dirty but something to start with, and it seems to be gliding along in my usual casual fashion. I remembered writing the first bit in screenplay format, years ago, and having it read by actors at the Playwrights' Kitchen Ensemble in LA...but I cannot find it. The thing may still be on a CD or even a Zip drive somewhere and I'm not inclined to waste my time looking for it. I want to get at least a first rough done before I hit Houston, in a month; I'll be shifting focus back to APoS, then.

Shit, I still need to get Christmas cards out...

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