hebdo.wanderlust:daybyday
no morning pages: filld up my lined page school-type notebk & am…hesitating on th shift to th big bound
sketchbk…no sitting, no morning pages- lost my new two-month old timex bought @ k-mart on astor place in th
east(?)village…dove into th rough, dirty sea of th barceloneta beach @ th end of my run yesterday…’doing
lunch’ today w/ toni garcía-porta, co-author of th book source for my screenplay…our gentleman’s agreement on
th option for th film rights lapsd w/ th end of ‘98 & i’m wondering if we can move towards my starting to
assume my co-producer role & finally buying these rights… what else? it’s friday. david zambrano dances this
wkend, expect to go see himn tomorrow. marel hasn’t finishd editing her film short, she will not have a look @
my draft until november- when she will be teaching a workshop on screen writing. recommended i reread
truffaut’s book-length hitchcock interview for some gems…also, jean-claude carrière, who workd w/ buñuel, has
a good book on th craft…it took me hmm..an hour & a half of office chores, email replys, a peek @ some teen
webcake to finally get down to writing…got claudia, australian of chilean parentage, together w/ tiina,
finnish dancer & performance artist who just narrowly missd relocating to nyc on relationship woes…i may save
this & do a second part tomorrow before posting- sent my first poetic attempt in spanish off yesterday…mónica
serrano & father tom might be interested in it, too…i think twice when figuring out who speaks what out of my
friends & family, w/ having a german nephew who is more comfortable speaking french than english by now, though
th latter is his better written language (hey, hpjhD, when do we ever see each other?? newyear’s eve, y2k??)
(à suivre…) saturday th second of october. here’s a weird one: david zambrano here in barcelona hails from
ecuador, he’s not th david zambrano from venezuela i know! two imrovisational dance performers from different
countries in south america w/ th same name?? wild. i’ll go see him perform tonight. had three fruit yogurts
for a late bkfast around noon & th sugar threw me into a candida/hypoglecimic nap…so i had a double espresso
sweetened w/ anisette (more sugar!) & a croissant for ‘lunch’…gonna be four o´clock: run soon, early, meet up
w/ tiina by seven-thirty for a healthy, early din(?) @ la botiga comme-bio before going ‘uptown’ for th
show…i’ve got two or three drafts starting on a ’story thus far’ theme, as much to help me step back a bit,
refocus, organize my priorities as to fill in people i haven’t been sending every installment to on parts of th
story they may have missd. david sower in virginia may finally help me put up a basic webpage where i can
upload my writing to an archive so tht friends, family & total strangers may @ their own leisure, in their own
time, peruse my ongoing journal & as much of last year’s story as i transferred from my powerbook’s hardrive to
my yahoo & excite accounts… basta for now!
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