Sometimes life throws you small snippets of what's possible. And it's when you don't expect it, too. After week upon week of crap, there are rays of sunshine that peak through the clouds.
Tom Watson, a 59-year-old golfer, almost did the unthinkable. He almost won the British Open. Age is just a number, and it's never too late. It's never, never too late. Of course he fell short in playoff holes, perhaps a victim of old age and tired legs. He'd won the tournament before, but that was twenty years before. It was almost a miracle. It was a ray of sunshine, at least for me.
This weekend my wife and I went to see the Terra Cotta Warrior exhibit at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. Though it was short, it was truly amazing. The long, tenuous work on a megalomaniac's desire to live forever uncovered for a world to see. I don't recommend you pay full-price, though. It was really that short.
Last week was really, really long, and I don't feel like I got to rest-up for the week to come. Thank God for caffeine and its mystical charm of raised blood pressure and alertness.
So get this, I've started on the third rewrite of 'The Plunge', and I got through 40 pages today and didn't focus on it too much. That's really good news, because I think I'm going to be done with it fairly quickly. From there it goes to edit, then back to me for the final revision. We are really, really close to having a finished product. God only knows if it'll ever get published. That's my dream, though. And if not, I have a certain zombie novel and two other ideas I'm pretty high on!
This Tuesday marks the release of "The Watchmen" and "Coraline" on Blu-Ray. I'll be picking both up to watch this coming weekend. This Friday my wife and I are going to see "The Phantom of the Opera." I've never seen any iteration of the show, so I'm looking forward to it. Oh, and I bought a Michael Jackson CD. Please make fun of me. I deserve it, especially after my last blog entry.
No comments:
Post a Comment