I am so close to finishing my project, you know the History Project, I could cry (or laugh, or fall into a pile of goo). I am not done yet, but I am close. Added to that is the very real possibility that a press might publish it. I am very far away from that, but I went from being in darkness to mostly darkness but someone turned on a light in the hallway outside the dark room that I am in. Or something like that.
I do not want to think positively. Really, it would seem like a bad idea to think positively about things at this juncture. As if something good will of course happen. Now, many good things happen to me and I have had a rather easy time of things. That said, this type of good thing has not happened to me and I really wish it would so that I can have tangible proof that I am, well, sort of successful. So there is a bit of hope and that can be very dangerous. Because if I hope, then that will work against me. The Fates or whatever will crush my dreams, or something melodramatic like that. (I am nothing if not melodramatic.)
Have you ever been frightened of hope? Or rather, wary of the potential for good things to happen?
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
The 4th of July
I am not sure what the other members of Team Perfection of Prudence our doing for this 4th of July (what are you doing?), but we are going to a cookout at some friends' house. We are not at home at the moment, but visiting family in the East. (So, we will be at Eastern Friends' House. Does anyone else categorize their friends by geography? Or places and times in which said friends were made? And if friends from differing categories meet, it is like ripping a hole in the space time continuum? That might be a post for another day.)
So, we are in the East for the 4th and it is quite a different experience than in the Midwest and that has a lot to do with fireworks. Fireworks are a huge deal where we live in the Midwest and I don't like it. Nope, not one bit. The indiscriminate lighting (or exploding) of fireworks leading up to and after the 4th is, well, excessive. And makes me cranky. Seems to get away from the point of the fireworks in the first place and there should be more emphasis on the reason we have a 4th of July celebration in the first place. It is not an excuse to have a cookout and blow things up. If that makes me a crank, then so be it.
That said, I am very happy to go and spend the afternoon with friends, eat good grilled food, have a glass or two of wine, and gaze at some lovely scenery. We have far too little of that lovely scenery in our corner of the Midwest. Well, it is there, but it takes a degree of work to find it and not just out your back door.
Happy 4th of July people. And while you're at it, read the Declaration of Independence.
So, we are in the East for the 4th and it is quite a different experience than in the Midwest and that has a lot to do with fireworks. Fireworks are a huge deal where we live in the Midwest and I don't like it. Nope, not one bit. The indiscriminate lighting (or exploding) of fireworks leading up to and after the 4th is, well, excessive. And makes me cranky. Seems to get away from the point of the fireworks in the first place and there should be more emphasis on the reason we have a 4th of July celebration in the first place. It is not an excuse to have a cookout and blow things up. If that makes me a crank, then so be it.
That said, I am very happy to go and spend the afternoon with friends, eat good grilled food, have a glass or two of wine, and gaze at some lovely scenery. We have far too little of that lovely scenery in our corner of the Midwest. Well, it is there, but it takes a degree of work to find it and not just out your back door.
Happy 4th of July people. And while you're at it, read the Declaration of Independence.
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