February 12, 2011
Zowee! We’re having a fun, fine day here today. Our first Bone Marrow Registration Drive is underway. Since starting at 10 we’ve had a steady stream of potential bone marrow donors. MY goal is to have 500 folks sign up, though that will involve more than this one drive. We’ll probably end up with 30 or 40 registrants. It’s good start.
This week was also a big one for me, as I mailed off the proposal for my proposed book. Keep your fingers crossed for me. The readers are going to read it soon and will let me know what they think. Soon. A proposal is not the whole book. It gives a potential publisher the gist of the thing: what it’s about, who might buy it, how I imagine it will be promoted, and that sort of thing. It contains a sample chapter, a biography, and other ancillary bits and pieces. Writing a book proposal is a big deal. And, if it gets accepted I knuckle down to write the whole book which, right now, is in outline form.
Fingers crossed, please!
I’m happy to be here today. The café is full. A bride is coming soon to talk about her wedding wishes (I hope we can find a spot to sit among all the donor applicants!) Later on we’re hosting a rock band populated by young musicians. It’ll be a full day by the time it’s done.
Tomorrow, when it’s warm, I’m getting out into my garden. It is time to seriously assess the space and start making major plans for what I plan to plant. I am making it all for my bees. Why not? They have transformed my life and I am going to do all I can to help them stick around.
On Monday I’m headed to the wonderland of glass shoppers. It’s time to replenish my stock of color because it is time to get back to the hot shop because it is time to make new glass. I’m hauling up a stash of my work that needs some finishing: sanding and smoothing and adjusting. The “cold shop” is near the place that sells color. Ooo wee!
This morning marked a turning point for me too. In the height of summer, the rising sun hits me full in the face as it comes up over the eastern hills. And in the darkest part of winter, it rises, late, behind my house. I pay close attention to where it rises, waiting, waiting, waiting for it to travel northward enough to break away from that corner of my home. Today was the first day! It happened. Spring can’t be far behind!!!
Okay – I’m cutting this short. The rock band musicians just arrived. The café is full of just-registered bone marrow donors. And I can’t keep track of anything more anymore.
I’ll be in touch next week.
Cheers!!!