I missed most of today because I adopted a beautiful dog from the Humane Society this morning. He is a dog that is a guardian dog. His breed dates back to the Bronze Age and he was once called a royal dog in France. His name is Odin, from the most powerful of the old Nordic mythology. It was instant love. Very happy today. I lost two dogs that had been rescues last year and that was to old age. Odin is two and so there will be many years with him.
Day One I had a very interesting conversation with another writer about toxicity.
Day Two I went to only the night speaker and it was really deep.
Breakthrough will be a the pitch tomorrow, which I will do off to the side at the cocktail party.
A good day.
I’m back at 13, and filled with the Insouciance I had those years, funny that.
My things are loved where it counts overseas.
No one can hurt me at the Conference. I am already a published writer, but nobody at the Conference really knew that. The agents have a job. Their job is to make money for both the author and themselves. Not a problem.
The genre I have written is worth millions.
I want to do some good in this old world before I go. I will.
This is my beautiful new friend.
Tonight is his first night.
It’s gone very well today.
So I had cocktails and heard the night speaker. Can’t seem to fall asleep tonight.
Two books that I have a short story in are on the table. From now on anything I publish is going to be under my name. I only wanted to be in the two anthos to give the books to my screenwriting teacher Walter.