All Sorts of Good Things!

Likely the best news of all — for all of us — is that Real Raw News is reporting that Whitmer’s gonna hang. (If she hasn’t already….)

“Yes, sir, she and Garlin were discussing how Covid was fake and how the lockdowns were a social experiment to see if people obeyed orders,” Robert said.

“I want to be clear. You personally heard the defendant say Covid is fake,” the admiral said.

“I did,” Robert said. “She said it’s no different from seasonal flu.”

Gone, baby, gone!! Yippee ki yi yay!

Also —

Check out this short video from Dr. Reiner Fuellmich. Sounds ominous for any [DS] players left in the game — especially those infiltrating the Resistance.

And Disclose.TV is reporting:

“Hunter Biden to plead guilty to three federal charges
Breaking news from around the world.“

(My guess is that we need to read this story with many grains of salt, gang. No way has Hunter been out, roaming the world as a free agent all this time. I don’t think he’s been executed — maybe he has — but he has definitely been under arrest for a really long time. And there’s, of course, something way, way, WAY fishy about why his laptop ended up in that pawn shop to begin with. However, this story is likely optics, but optics that will lead to something very, very positive. We’ll wait and see!)

Meanwhile.

All other good news is basically in my own world–

Sandra and I have begun the line-by-line read-through of Act One of “The Guide To Being Fabulous” and I have to say yet again, gang — this show is incredible!! It is just so good.

It is a one-woman musical; Sandra’s life story — with all original songs written by her and composer, James Dower. Not only is her life incredible, but the songs are, too.

I’m not just saying this because I’m helping her write it. I’m saying this because, when she first showed me her script in 2015 and asked me to help her with it — I thought that the potential of it was incredible, way back then.

And now it is really coming to fruition.

We worked on the first half of Act One yesterday and after we were done for the day, we were both kind of speechless, going, “Wow. It’s really there. It’s finally all on the page!”

It made me want to start drinking again; to go to the corner gas station and buy a bottle of red wine to celebrate!!

Yes! That is my life out here in the Hinterlands! Gone are the days when every celebration called for a fine bottle of Saint–Émilion from the wine shop on the corner of Broadway and W. 97th Street — and nothing less!

And now that I live in an area of the world where nary a bottle of Saint–Émilion is offered for sale, at any price —

I have learned to settle for a bottle of wine from the gas station!!

BTW, I no longer drink because, nowadays, I have such a clean diet that even half of a glass of wine gets me drunk, immediately. It is absolutely not enjoyable.

But I’m still thinking about it…

Anyway.

The other good news stems from the Red Hand File that Nick Cave sent out yesterday. He says, in part:

“[Art] insists that we retract our ego, our sense of self, the cosmetics of identity and let it do its thing. We are in service to art, not the other way around.[…]“

Wow, did it resonate with me, gang. Readers here know that I have been struggling, lately, to find my writer’s voice again, to make my way back into any of the many works-in-progress that are sitting here on my desk — and have been since the Fall of 2020.

It was getting frustrating, depressing, debilitating.

But that Red Hand File yesterday was so intense, it sort of blew me away. And then I was suddenly back at it. I just went right into creativity mode.

One of the first things I did was re-link my blog to my “In the Shadow of Narcissa” memoir-in-progress. I was kind of stunned to discover that the website was still there. I thought I had deleted it (only because it was getting pirated by a site in China). But I hadn’t deleted it. It was all still there; I had only unlinked it.

So I re-linked it. (There is nothing new there yet. And you can only access the link if you visit my website from a laptop or desktop. You can’t find that part of my website viewing it on a cellphone.)

And then — wow.

I cannot even recall how it started, but I was suddenly working on notes for Novitiate, an erotic novella that has also been in progress since before the war.

And the notes took me to a much deeper place — I saw that the story had to really expand, and I saw how to do that. And the whole rest of my evening — about 5 hours — was spent on making more and more notes, and suddenly having all these amazing ideas, and realizations, come to me.

Wow.

And then this morning, while I was shaving my legs (!!), I suddenly further realized that Novitiate, which takes place in 1966, and 1954 Powder Blue Pickup, which obviously takes place in 1954, were going to be part of a sort of erotic series, and that there was going to be another erotic novella after Novitiate, that was going to be about the 1970s!

Jeez. Yay. Talk about flowing…

Anyway. You can read Nick Cave’s Red Hand File here.

And I have to add, that this photo he included really nailed it for me: a photo of the chaos of Giacometti’s studio, an artist that I love. It just sort of sang out to me, really loudly, that I just have to get back in there and keep on working. So I did.