Today was a picture perfect day in the Piedmont of NC. It got a little hot – 90 degrees- later in the day yet the fall crispness is different from the dog days of summer no matter what the themometer reads.
We spent he weekend at Emerald Isle battling the waves and enjoying every minute of it. I had a first. I stepped on something squishy and before I cold determine what it was I felt its tail beating ferociously against my ankle. In all my summers in the ocean I have never stopped on a fish– a live one no less. Well, I jumped out of the water not to return for a few hours and then when I did, I stepped on another live fish! What are the odds of that? Well, maybe not so high if the water is swarming with them and the water did have a definite fishy odor to it!
I watched the footage of 9-11-01 the other day and the magnitude of what happened hit me as it hasn’t for several years now. I saw a very young lookng George W. get the news in that kindergarten classroom. How his life changed after that! I found the coverage very poignant and I recalled where I was when the towers fell– Vienna, Austria, and we couldn’t get back. I recall the machine gun toting milita in the streets outside our hotel. Surreal. The crowds at the airports and the chaos at the Miami Airport where we eventually landed that Friday.
Well, today was the last day the painters were to be here. Hallelujah! They milked the job. I guess that ‘s what happens when one pays by the hour.
I found out today that one of my pieces is a finalist for the Thin Threads Anthology. I also learned today that my publisher is going with a book distributor called Music, Books ,and Business. The novel should be in print in November and out to the public two months later.
Tags: Thoughts on 9-11
