Recent news story. I would not like this experience at all (though I must say, I have gotten much more used to large snakes, due to life in the bellydance world. Occasionally a dancer will, after all, have a snake in her act, and I've had to deal with snakes backstage and so forth). I think my next book will be about life in the bellydance lane (actually, Mr. Strega and I have a collaborative book about how we
met and so forth, definitely a "chick lit" book, which I am hoping to just finish as a sort of writerly sorbet after the massive banquet of The Strega's Story).
It is a cold day at the Ponderosa, and I have a fire going to warm the place up. We are in serious Halloween mode around here, and the spirits seem to be very active these days, in a way.
My daughter Prada had a dream so strange last night that she called me to tell me about it (she lives far away now). She had brought some work home with her, but was tired, so she told herself that she would just nap and then wake up. She said that it's likely she would have just slept till morning, as she forgot to set her alarm, but dreamed that my grandmother Mary (whose nickname was Nani in our family) came into her room and started tickling her feet to wake her up, and said, "Wake up, honey, you have work to do!" Unbeknownst to Prada, this is exactly how my grandma used to wake me up in the morning, on the rare occasions she did so. Then, just as Prada woke up, she heard my grandmother ask her, "Why did your mother stop feeding me last night?" Again, unbeknownst to my daughter, I was working on a scene for my book that night in which my grandmother was having dinner with friends, and I stopped the scene (in frustration because it wasn't moving well) right at the moment when my grandmother was about to eat something.
As I said, it's definitely Halloween around here.
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