Thing the first: tomorrow is Writers and Readers Day at the Calgary Public Library. I missed it last year, so this is something I’m looking forward to. Uh, to which I am looking forward. And my kick-ass cousin who I haven’t seen in three years is flying in tonight, so she will be joining me. Yaaaaaay! (picture me flailing my arms like Kermit the Frog). Two of my writey clubs will be represented there, so I can do some showing off without bringing in any work.
Thing the second: the Scribophile members I’ve met (online) have been super helpful with that 4,000 word short story I wrote last week.
Thing the third: Recently I’ve been following the advice of a fortune teller, even though I don’t believe in fortune telling, that did a Tarot reading for me three years ago. Incidentally, this was a few days before the last time I saw my aforementioned cousin. We were in New Orleans, where a bunch of fortune tellers ply their trade at little tables in front of Jackson Square. I figured, hey, tabletop theatre, so I got a reading. The art on the guy’s cards were beautiful, and I wasn’t able to find the set online, but that’s not the point of this story. He started telling me that if I want to get further in my chosen path, I need to do some serious research into the occult. I nodded politely and thanked him for the reading. Later I laughed about it: “As if learning about the occult would be useful for someone who is trying to be… a… (and here comes my “doh!” moment) horror writer.” So now for the sake of my job, I am indeed reading books about the occult, specifically from a historical standpoint. The book I’m currently reading is called A Dark Muse, and it’s by Gary Lachman, who was a guitarist with Iggy Pop. It’s pretty fascinating, actually. I’ve begun taking notes.