I came across the photo I’ve posted here this evening and I liked it so much I decided to share it. The young man’s handsome and I like his facial expression. I like the colors of the blanket he’s wrapped in, too. He looks cold doesn’t he? And maybe a little depressed? I wonder who the model and the photographer are? Anyone know?
I had a busy day. I wrote three hours on my new story this morning, focusing on the opening scene and pondering my main character’s motivations. This will likely run novella length by the time it ends. That’s about 20,000 words, or the equivalent of four or five short stories. It would take the average reader about two and one-half hours to read the entire thing.
This afternoon I visited the supermarket. Then it was time for me to do the monthly cleaning of my home. It’s always pure drudgery, but I crank up the sound system and do the scrubbing and sweeping and mopping. Now everything smells fresh and looks clean.
I also put new strings on my Ovation Legend, acoustic guitar. It’s a tedious chore, removing the old strings and disposing of them, then installing the new strings and stretching them out until they reach the right pitch. If you do this too quickly certain strings will break, so you have to do it gradually.
Now it’s five P.M. and I’ve opened my first beer and I’m looking forward to a relaxing, quiet evening.
I received a bunch more comments from gay surfers and their friends today, all generated by the comments from Devin in Orange County. (See yesterday morning’s post.) One guy, a straight surfer from Wrightsville Beach, NC who didn’t tell me his name, said this:
“I’m a high school junior. My best friend Thad and I have surfed since middle school. He’s actually a better surfer than me. Last summer he told me he was gay and I was okay with it. I told him that. The fact he likes guys is no big deal, I think. So, he told me about your blog and I check it out once in a while. I mean, the pictures don’t do anything for me but I like reading the comments from skateboarders and surfers. I feel sorry for that guy Devin. He should find better friends.”
Well said, I think.
I know I said I was going to run outside this afternoon, but it is unbelievably warm and humid out there. I’ll bet the humidity’s 95%. It’s hard to even breathe out there. Unless things improve, I’ll go to the YMCA Saturday and run on the treadmill. I’m not going to suffer heat stroke, just for the sake of running outdoors.
Enjoy your Thursday evening, all.