It was good to be distracted by our book this winter, as I made it almost to the Solstice without bitching about the cold. Just one little day short.
Look at this sexy little piece. I called it Eyechain. Tiena Habing, who made it, said, “how about Ocular Chain for more mystery?” and so there it is. SO GORGEOUS.
Things are going VERY well here bookwise. It’s still all aswirl in the air, only about 3/4 of the pages have settled into final position, but I can see them all clicking together; this weekend I will have a final copy for the Readers to Read. And then after that, we have the entire holiday week to contemplate how to polish it, sparkle it, where to crack out a vintage Rapidograph and draw a border… what a luxury.
This is the most enjoyable deadline I have ever experienced. And tomorrow, Bill and the lads arrive (as does his father) and Suzanne is in town, and Doriot parachutes in for New Year’s Eve. The only thing that we are missing is to be able to squeezle Bri. I can’t stop thinking of her, being Boot Camped. Sigh. I’m grateful for the distraction of the work. And that I get to kiss Bill in the garden tomorrow, and squeeze him some tangerine juice.