Scorpio 23° (November 15)
I wrote Jesse to pull the trigger on next year’s covers and to find out which version he’d like as his twenty-twenty gift. I’m in pretty good shape for meeting Brad at 8. And then I’m going to quickly pack which should be a breezy prospect. I wonder when if at all we can do some shopping this trip. I think perhaps we should do some on Monday. I will keep my eyes out the whole time actually, especially for costuming. Might be good idea to assemble onto hangers what we feel we are starting with. I’m not bringing a winter coat to New York I don’t think. Then again I really should. Maybe that weird blue one. There is never a night I’m out with anyone who would care what the ef I was wearing that said, I think I need to fluff up the APC and, oh I have to remember to go to the tailor. I think when we go in in December I will do some more shopping then; and also I can do the South End and Sault when everyone else is at Nutcracker and then I could meet them for din-din at Myers + Chang where I’ll have to eat nothing. I must also figure out today when it is I’m starting Bikram, exactly. I will do that in a minute. In the meantime I have indeed finished the VSB grant (I will just re-read bits before sending upon return). I did submit the final report for the MCC grant. I really am handling everything now. I never hear from B.K. on any of the projects we’ve discussed which is really a good deal of too bad. Those awful people from Mass MoCA should be drawn and quartered, the way they treated our artists. It really is wonderful that Joseph Keckler is doing so well traveling with Sleater-Kinney, so proud of him for that. I guess they are playing places like House of Blues in Boston. It’s all good. I did write the astro girls to tell them to count us out this year because we have so much on our plate. And I am looking at cementing a talk with Tim for December 3. So those things can slide into the schedule as it is.
Today is sort of a banner day I have to say because I have really and truly finished all my 2019 projects and I’m now moving into promotion mode for all of the above. I have clients—two new ones and a returning one, live in NYC this weekend and early next week—and then we head to Boston where I have meetings with the A.R.T. and a check in with my doctors, trying to get all those things tied off too. I will have to tell the Harvard folks that I’m away for the February show but I don’t think I’ll do that until we have affected some solid ticket returns. They will be reminded that some of these other folks were not my idea, per se; but on their original wish list. That is to say I’m not taking any falls. Meanwhile I must now begin a grand Project To Do List which then needs to be scheduled into the next six weeks, specifically. This will include pretty much everything that has been eluded to over the course of the last two weeks. The goal would be to tackle as much, and as many of them, during the next two weeks of November, such that December, which will itself be a gallop to the finish line, can be even more chill than one might have imagined. I feel as if I deserve this next six weeks. And I know darn well that I deserve the three months after that. We are also meeting a potential new publisher on Monday at our hotel and I’m feeling pretty okay about that too. Whatever will be will be is surely an adage that applies most readily now.
It’s a great time to let go of any crutches. One of which is hypervigilance, the constant doing of more than needs doing as if (in my case) I’m getting a jump on things, which I am not in the end. I’m already thinking about drafting next year’s books when that is surely a project that can wait. I have become so used, over the decades, to being in overdrive, I really have forgotten how to do less if not nothing. I do think I have a solid enough plan for myself such that I don’t need to second guess the process. But what I must do is stick to my plan—which will be reduced in work—so to conserve my energy for what is coming which is a lot. I know the new year is going to have its challenges; but I also have been at this rodeo before; so my plan is to be preventative and make some z dough and be okay with less, if need by, even for a couple or so more years. I am more interested in experiences than I am in any kind of luxuries. And I also want to be as prepared as I possibly can be for my good. Wow. For the first time in a long time I am rather at a loss for something to say. This never happens. I was just telling Brad today about this Blague. He had no idea about it which isn’t totally surprising but it is a little. I will have to do some beta research if you know what I mean by that (you don’t); I’m definitely happy to feel the lopping off of an entire level of angst but, given the law of comepnsation, I’m sure there must be another shoe to drop. There always is. But it’s like we were talking about earlier: If I can get used to this feeling then it will have been worth it; I didn’t realize how on high alert (alarm) I’ve been all these years. I didn’t know it until the artificial elements of it were brushed away. Even as a temporary solution it should be beneficial, longterm. I don’t see why it shouldn’t be in any case.
To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°, for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360 degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.
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