A Cold Night Under the Cold Moon (with Jupiter right beside it)

Winter                                                                               Cold Moon

And down we go.  -10 right now.

Woollies met tonight at Mark’s.  Warren, Bill, Frank, Scott, Tom and myself.  Mark served up chili, a perfect meal for a cold night.

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We talked about working beyond our comfort zones, out on the edge.  Mark says he remembers the edgy times when he’s out there, adventuring, not the comfortable times.  Warren’s edgy moment fast approaches as he signs off from the Star-Tribune and begins another life in his third phase.  He’s excited.

Bill’s wondering who he is now, after Regina’s death.  He says he’s up to the task of finding out…and I agree.  Frank’s helping drunks and bringing Lakota ways into his own life.

I had a chance to talk about the solid turn toward writing that I’ve been torturing these pages with.  Consensus was I’d already decided.  I will exercise my right to wait a while before formalizing it, especially with the Art Institute, but I’m going all in with the writing.

 

Hello In There, Hello

Winter                                                                                Cold Moon

I guess it was inevitable.  After all the psychic work over the last few weeks, the last year, I’m beginning to head into a heavy place.  Low energy.  There is, too, the cabin fever syndrome.  Not out much.  Staying down here in the basement, reading, translating.  Working.  Then working out.  Sleep.  Get up.  Repeat.

Don’t know how long this will last, though I do know enough about these moods to know that they usually precede a creative period.  It may be that my work on the Edda’s, on thinking about the next revision of Missing, plotting for Loki’s Children; it may just be that all that has to go into the pot and cook awhile.  Meanwhile I’m on emotional simmer.

 

Looking at the Outside from the Inside

Winter                                                                              Cold Moon

11 below this morning.  We’ll heat up to -4 for a high then plunge back down to -14 tonight. We’re having a brief shot of what used to make up a much more substantial portion of our winter, bitter cold.  We are colder than we are snowy.  Or, at least we were.  Now we’re not much of either.

Back into the Edda’s this morning.