It’s a bit colder this morning, and the forecast is calling for snow (or flurries) later on in the day. I believe it. It smells like snow today. The sky keeps clouding over, but there were some gorgeous views for breakfast: sunlight over the tops of the mountains, where the snow is white and luminous.
Naturally, I didn’t have my camera with me.
I had dinner last night with Susan Swan, a writer, and Brian Johnson, writer/poet/screenwriter/movie critic/musician. Yes, I was a little intimidated. But they’re both really nice, and I got some very good advice on writing and career paths, and came away from the dinner feeling pretty darn excited.
I’ve got two more full days here, counting today. I finished a short story yesterday afternoon, and I thought I might spend time revising it today – the opening needs some work.
I really like writing in this little boat. It’s funny, too – the reaction from other people when they hear that I’m in this studio. Everybody wants to come and see the boat. There’s a group of textile artists in the studio just west of me (no, not knitting – I asked and I think I may have insulted them a little – they’re working with silks and such), and I think they might drop by to see the innards of my little boat.
I haven’t seen a lot of wildlife. There’s major construction going on not far from here, and while it’s not noisy here, I think it might be keeping the animals away. I have seen some deer, though. The infamous Fisher cats? Haven’t seen them.
I haven’t really hosted a pirate party yet, but I have worn my hat and said ‘yarr’ a lot, so I think that qualifies. I’d really like to know who it was that had such a surprise with the Fisher cats. There must be a great story there.
There’s some kind of green tea and cookie event today, too – sound in the Music and Sound building. I didn’t bring anything green to wear, though…and I don’t want to get pinched today! But then again…green cookies. Can I resist the lure of green cookies?