Imbolc Valentine Moon
Woke up, saw fluffy white snow outlining the trees, shrubs and fences. A beautiful way to start my 66th year. Spoke with brother Mark, Mary kept off by technical issues. A new hard drive. Always a good way to lose a program or two. As they say in the Old Testament, blessings and curses.
I’ve been motoring along this morning finishing up a lengthy session in Ovid. Or, I should say, several one hour or one hour + sessions that equal a lengthy one. I’ve translated 21 verses and I’m confident of most of what I’ve done. There are still hitches in my git along, but at least for right now I seem to have a flow underway.
Almost finished with the Eddas. Then I’m going to put pencil to large format desk pad and start roughing out Loki’s Children. I want to get it thought through to some extent before I start my revision of Missing. That way, if I have to change things in Missing (and I think I will) I can do that in the upcoming 3rd revision. I hope #3 is what will make me ready to start the search for an agent.
As I said the other day, I’m cruising into the third phase of my life, which I count as having started with the arrival of my Medicare card, with clarity of purpose, emotional support from family and friends, and good health. Here we go. Charlie, the final chapter.
