Category: status

Wow, that photo is blurry. Pretty sure my old iPhone 8 is dying now. Anyway. Coffee’s ready. High winds outside have already destroyed one of the mini-greenhouses I built and sited yesterday.

ON DECK: tranche 2 of consulting job, DEPT MIDNIGHT polishes
INBOX: 63
LISTENING: Unclassifed
READING: dipped back into AGAINST THE DAY for reasons
OUTSIDE: “If anyone in this theatre commits an act of violence at any time during this show, you will be awarded the Oscar for best actor and permitted to give a 19-minute speech”

Sleet and high winds, but our two chickens are still happily laying a monstrous number of eggs. I’m waiting out the disgusting weather and hoping I can build out the two new growhouses on Sunday, maybe even rebuild the shallow berms and swales that got torn down by the local wildlife and warm up that soil.

ON DECK: scripting, actor call, newsletter
INBOX: 56, getting to emails later
LISTENING:

OUTSIDE: “Thank you for being a valued Amazon Kindle Newsstand subscriber. We are writing to inform you that we have made the decision to stop selling Kindle magazine and newspaper subscriptions on Amazon.” Shit! Goodbye London Review of Books and Times Literary Supplement. What a backwards move by Amazon. I wonder what prompted it

Heavy rain, cold front approaching.

ON DECK: Big day today. Landing a script and doing an important phone conference.
INBOX: 49
LISTENING:

READING: finished the new Krasznahorkai last night.
LAST WATCHED: a couple episodes of ART OF THE GARDEN
OUTSIDE: Topol died!

ALSO: this sticker pack from Hawthonn is fun:

It is brutally cold out there and I have a lot to do today and my eyes are fucked from staring at a recalcitrant script all day yesterday.

ON DECK: finishing that script, reviewing the deliverables on a job offer, putting together my notes for a phone conference tomorrow
INBOX: 51, I have a lot to reply to
LISTENING: as above
READING: finishing the new Krasznahorkai
OUTSIDE: “The Comfortable Darkness of Felix Macnee” is a great headline

ETA: 1121am, the sleet just arrived

Hunkering down for the cold snap. But it does look right now like I can start sowing seeds by Sunday at the latest. Finally. So I expect to spend Sunday burying cat shit and rebuilding the beds and beginning to put drifts of seeds down in the planned pollinator/wildlife-highway area.

ON DECK: Scripting!
INBOX: 47. I have a phoner tonight so I will drop out of email monitoring at some point
LISTENING: Just Night Tracks right now
READING: almost finished that giant book on the Modernist novel

SHIPPING FORECAST: Pretty sure I scheduled a couple of things to go out today.

And that is about as warm as it’s going to get. We have a cold snap coming in, and a snow warning. We had some rain early this morning, but apparently not enough to activate the bulbs I planted in containers months ago.

ON DECK: script polishes, follow-ups, phone conference prep.
INBOX: 47. I have a few emails to follow up on, too.
LISTENING: Radio 3 In Concert, but what’s stuck in my head is “Envy” by Ash. And “I’ll Never Be” by Chemtrails.
READING: Read the TLS before sleep.
LAST WATCHED: REVISOR by Crystal Pite and Jonathon Young, which had me scribbling furiously in a notebook, as it concretised some visual-media ideas I’ve been playing with over the last few years. Brilliant.

It ain’t spring yet. Everything in my garden is dead, and the temperature is heading back towards minus numbers.

ON DECK: I had some good news late last night, but it does mean the schedule I roughed out yesterday needs some alteration, and I need to shake off the winter and get my arse in gear.
INBOX: 66. I have a lot of emails to write today, and expect to be available most of the day.
LISTENING: Ian Holloway all day.
LAST WATCHED: probably an episode of FORGED IN FIRE, which is generally tired comfort viewing in which I learn something about a field of craft I know nothing about. Basically a Bake-Off show only with flames and metal and history.
OUTSIDE: “A Belgian woman who murdered her five children has been euthanised at her own request“

SHIPPING FORECAST: No idea. Going to be at the desk all day, so we’ll see what happens.

ON DECK: I have woken up with a massive case of Cannot Be Arsed. Gonna make a start on the newsletter, finish some drafts of posts here, draw up my schedule for the rest of the month, mark up the boards and the call sheet, and, since I’m home alone for the next several days, probably watch a lot of films.
INBOX: 64, replying to as much email as possible today
LISTENING:

What do you grow in your garden, Warren? Well, mostly cat shits the size of suitcases, but some of the bulbs are rising now.

ON DECK: accepted two phone conference requests with film/tv companies yesterday, and by phone I mean Zoom, which means the first three minutes of each call will be people complaining about Zoom and saying “whatever happened to simple phone calls” while being on Zoom. And my apologising for my aspect ratio because I have to do Zoom on an upright iPad. Today might be a notebook day. I need to assemble some thoughts.
INBOX: 54
LISTENING:

READING: GRAVITY’S RAINBOW, Thomas Pynchon
OUTSIDE: evidently Twitter is partly down again. And “Russian intelligence ignored facts in favor of wish-casting.” Wish-casting is a lovely term.

ON DECK: just signed an attachment agreement with a tv company for one of my properties, have to set a call on another today, and I need to take a look at some scripts, but it’s bastard cold, I have to clean the kitchen and there’s a birthday meal to attend to, so I’m bailing out of the office in an hour to take care of stuff,
INBOX: 55
READING: Well, I was reading a book about the transitions of postmodernism, which was difficult and complex to start with, but it swerved over into “was Derrida an atheist or not” and I’m out
LAST WATCHED: rewatched TWO YEARS AT SEA, which remains marvellous.