I stood in front of RICK STEVES in the SFO airport security line! No one else seemed to notice! I stared, openly and awkwardly, until he was directed to a separate, private security line.
In real life, he's fairly tall and thinner than he appears in his videos. His voice sounds about the same.
Neat!
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
I made a new goal today while I paused to watch a bum. He was placing neat little stacks of toast on a hot Foreman grill. He did this after the sun had set, right out on the harbor, indifferent to the tourists walking past. I was impressed and faintly hungry.
The new goal is to write every day, even if I touch on only mundane and uninspired subjects and thoughts. My novel is languishing in Nowheresville. I know what's wrong with it. The problem is that I adore the quirky situations and odd descriptions but there's no momentum. Let's get moving.
Today's event/thought/realization: sometimes, you can rely on the eager kindness of strangers, even if it is unintentional on their part. I say this because I felt startled and (secretly) comforted by their proffered advice and simple gestures. Now I have direction and a backup plan.
It's such a small, cliched thing to know that we're all in it together. It helps.
The new goal is to write every day, even if I touch on only mundane and uninspired subjects and thoughts. My novel is languishing in Nowheresville. I know what's wrong with it. The problem is that I adore the quirky situations and odd descriptions but there's no momentum. Let's get moving.
Today's event/thought/realization: sometimes, you can rely on the eager kindness of strangers, even if it is unintentional on their part. I say this because I felt startled and (secretly) comforted by their proffered advice and simple gestures. Now I have direction and a backup plan.
It's such a small, cliched thing to know that we're all in it together. It helps.