Tomorrow, late in the day, the books come, and on Thursday, they start mailing out. It will probably take me two or three days to get everything on its way. I can only do so much in advance; I can get labels ready and stamp my address on the envelopes, I can sign bookplates and make postcard sets, print out letters. I can put together boxes….I can prepare the ground. But there are a lot of mixed packages, and people with extra stuff. There will be wrong addresses. Have you moved? Have you told me?
The packages will have to be sorted by zone, have the right postage, have the right things in the box, the right note on the postcard. I like the work, I like seeing each envelope and box and thinking of the person it’s going to, my intentions going into the package along with more physical items.
Books are going out to the whole chicken; if there is a continent or even a country not getting one I can’t think of it.
I know that there will be many, many people who will love it, a very few people will be unlovable about it, a few packages will get lost in the mail or get stuck in Customs. There will be many emails, questions, and some people will get confused in the corners of beaded triangles, and swoon with bliss over their Fortunetellers and Rick-Racks and Helixes and Cones and Wings and Horns, and there will be people who can’t make their bangles to the correct size no matter what because they did not get a Bangle Sizer, despite strong encouragement to do so. If you don’t have one yet, why not get yours now, instead of next week?
Find them at your local bead shop, at Beadfx.com in Toronto, or Esslinger.com, shipping from the US. Or hunt them up on Amazon or EBay. Try searching for “metal bracelet sizer” or “bangle sizing gauge”. Expect to spend about $8, plus shipping.
I was glad to spend an hour in Electric Larryland tonight… it’s always good to step outside of myself, to either remind myself of or forget what exactly it is that I stand for. I’m excited for the book. Hopeful that people will soar, that the sun will be sunny, that the moon will sparkle and the vines will bloom and the pool will be warm and that the cats won’t kill any lizards at all this summer and that people will understand our words and drawings, and that our shapes will spring to life in their hands, their minds, that they will make beautiful things and send them to me to photograph.
All I can really think right now is, “God help me.” But it isn’t a fearful lament or a request for assistance, it’s more a state of mind. It’s all a lot for one head and heart to hold. I’m happy. I want other people to be happy as well, especially if they are going to get all up in my situation.
Tonight, while I was floating in space, I listened to the Talking Heads live with Adrian Belew, whose guitar playing can’t really be explained, it can only be experienced. He’s like the pure stuff, cut with nothing. Best with headphones, or nice and loud. Download a decibel meter for your phone to make sure you keep it under 90, cowboy. Cowgirl.