Writing Start: 10:59
Total New Words (est.): 1000
Edited (est.): 0
1. Book Three Melody: Off till 5/14
2. Dreamcatcher: 1000 new words
Notes: The chapter is completed! I'll start the primary edits Thursday!
3. Cheapery St. Heroes Book Three: Off till 6/22
4. Firefly: Off
5. Angel: Book Three: Off till 5/21
6. Stories from the Quiet: Off
7. The Good Place: Off
8. The White City: Off till 5/13
Transcribing Montaigne: One paragraph
Thought of the Day: We went south to Crescent City yesterday (about 90 minutes away) with the hope of losing ourselves in a big redwood grove somewhere nearby. But 101 out of town had signs announcing 2-hour delays; and Howland Hill, just east of town, was closed to drive-thru traffic. There are other groves, of course, but they were fairly full, judging by the traffic at the trail heads.
Disappointing, to say the least. We grabbed fish and chips at a one of our favorite local restaurants, one we hadn't been to, we figured, for some four years, then went back east on 199 to the turn-off that would take us to Howland Hill, but which also forks left along the Smith River. We drove to one of our favorite spots--this totally quiet turn-out with a beautiful view of the river a hundred-plus feet below. There we ate.
No redwoods, but just this beautiful, airy, rejuvenating peace. The river water is so clear that you can see to the bottom of deep coves, and tinted green with serpentine. It was just a gorgeous break after a very frustrating afternoon trying to see redwoods.
Life is--it can be--good. But what it requires, I've found, is adaptability. There's this corporate term floating around these days--"antifragility." You might call our actions yesterday "antifragile," since we refused to be defeated, and in fact we became a little stronger for our troubles, and so still found a wonderful way to spend the afternoon.
Most terms created by corporations or by corporates--cogs--to motivate the profit-making, planet-destroying, backstabbing, dishonest, wasteful, perverse, profane, and corrupted automatons I on principle hate the instant I'm made aware of. But this one, remarkably enough, might be a keeper.
Have a nice evening.