October 29, 2007
Woke up to the swami lifestyle, or, more specifically I woke up to attempt the Swami Lifestyle. Got up at five and washed my face (part of the dicipline is to start "clean"), went into the kichen, poured a cup of coffee and ate part of a banana (neither of which are part of the practice) and reflected on the saying that "courage is the ability to face your fears." So, what are mine?
Things I Fear
• I fear the blank page
• I fear failure
• I fear pain
• I fear the cold
• I fear the unknown
• I fear I will die and not finish anything worthwhile.
Went back to bed.
Kept going. Turned on the computer and walked out to the end of the driveway in the dark. Heard a truck coming. Stood there and waited. The truck pulled up, I held out my hand and my newspaper carrier rolled down her window and handed me the paper. "Good morning," she said, half surprised. "Thanks for delivering my paper," I told her, like a swami would. "Do you fear you'll die and not finish anything worthwhile?" She sped off into the night. Hope I get a paper tomorrow.
Worked on more waterfalls:
Although it feels excessive, I know that Maynard Dixon often did 85 sketeches of a scene before he felt it was right. I'm not even to a dozen, but the more I work, the more ideas come. Worry about going sideways, but that's the anti-swami talking (regret for the past, fear of the future).
Went for a bike ride in the twilight. Temperature just right. Basked in that blessing. I hate being cold. Makes me want to go back to bed. Saw a rattlesnake and a king snake over the weekend. Saw a bobcat last week. Must mean something.
Came back, switched gears and wrote part of a scene on the Mickey Free project and emailed it to the Top Secret Writer. Went into the office an hour earlier than usual. So far, so good. I like the Swami lifestyle. Now we'll see how I feel tonight at 9:30 when I'm still at it.
The Lone Book Signing Attendee Weighs In
"Seeing your blog of Oct 26, I had to write and make a brief comment concerning your book signing. I greatly enjoyed being there and talking with you. It's a pleasure to listen to someone as enthusiastic about 'The Old West' as you are. Also, the books I picked up are terrific, of course!
"I didn't expect neon lights or giant banners when I entered the store, but I did expect to see something telling me you were going to be there that night. After a couple of trips around the store, I discovered the display stuck way over against the west wall. The effort, or lack thereof, that B&N put into promoting your appearance seemed rather anemic. I had no idea Hampton Sides was there Sunday. If I had, I probably would have gone to see him too.
"Just wanted to write and tell you I appreciated your coming down to Tempe."
"That man is the richest whose pleasures are the cheapest."
—Henry David Thoreau
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