Samhain New (Thanksgiving) Moon
Moving further into Missing. Changing P.O.V., cleaning up hanging threads. Thinking about plot and the next book.
Studying Greek Tragedy last week and this. They came in threes. And, if I recall my theatre history, also have three acts opposed to the five of comedy. I’m working in the trilogy form for the Tailte novels. Gotta be one of the roots for that idea, right?
(Gustave Dore (1832-1883), “Viviane et Merlin se reposant dans la forêt”)
Translating more of Jason and Medea in Ovid. Hard going. Can’t lay off a week and expect to come back fast. I need to do this everyday when possible.
Cleared the elm out of the vegetable garden and moved the trunk into position to block the dogs from the orchard. More limbing on the thicker branches, but everything is outside the fence now. I can handle about 20 minutes of the ax work. Gets my heart pumping. Then I finish off on the treadmill. Mix it up.
