Triangulating January
No Worry No Hurry
Start writing, the top of the page read, so I did. Hard to pull away from the feed. I read and read. I want to believe a plot twist is about to happen. I do not think so, but I keep on hoping. I survived for a long time on fearless optimism. The stuff I am digesting is a train wreck in slow-motion. I began this project for respite and to make a movie, for fun, eventually. I like to think about making a movie. I do not know if I would actually enjoy the process, personally. But, no matter what, I get my respite here weekly.
While working the left coast I wrote memoir to escape the stress of the days mess. It worked. I survived. I got too old to play outdoors with the kids. I came back home to New Jersey and do far less. Far, far less. The feed is enough. I keep my head in the trough. I consume; I digest, I peck out bits. I play bocce, I go to the gym, buy groceries, fix broken things. I do what old people do, and I write. You should too.
The designers’ desk at the Better Duck Inn, is always open for reception. Incoming signals from any destination are welcome. Yes, Laska’s RV Bowser remains on the rocks out there somewhere, and has been since November of 2024. We have no deadline, no contract to complete. I sit down here and look out the window, yes, I have a plan. My plan is to keep at this project for the duration and some. That’s life during wartime, a long way from the front lines.
Sure, we could start production tomorrow, or Saturday. But there is no hurry. When the whale comes in, we start shooting. Timing is everything.
