Famous Last Words: First Storybook Story

Somehow I got through last week. It wasn't easy (I miss my cat...), but here it is, the weekend again. Luckily the week was really busy, so that was distracting. And then today I wrote the first story for the Storybook, and I was really happy with how it turned out: Brer Rabbit Gets Some Smarts.

I decided just to indulge myself today, reading and writing, and putting off all the hard stuff until tomorrow. Stupid financial papers to fill out, putting away all the cat stuff (I tried but couldn't bear to do that last weekend), drafting my Can*Innovate presentation, writing up materials for AB's mythology class, packing for my trip because I'll be too busy to even do that next week, and maybe even doing some schoolwork. Tomorrow, not today. I never do schoolwork on weekends, but that may be the only solution when I look at what's coming over the next two weeks. Next week would be the busiest week of the semester anyway, plus having to go back to the eye doctor about the iritis, and then having to go to Austin on Saturday. It's been two years now going back and forth... 

But that shows the power of the rabbit, right? Even though my life basically sucks right now, when I'm working on Brer Rabbit stuff, I still get all excited. And I know that somehow at some point in the future (but when..........???), I'll get a chance to really work on all this stuff with the time and attention it deserves.

Oh, here's a fun rabbit thing: I saw this print at Twitter, DinosaurQuill Studio, and ordered a copy; it came this week. Isn't it gorgeous? I'm not sure what the artist had in mind, but to me this feels just like my Storybook, there's Rabbit, and a Witch-Rabbit accompanying him (at least, that's how I see it), as they escape the clutches of all the rabbit's enemies: Fox, Wolf, Cat, Eagle, and Weasel (I think it's a weasel?).

And here's a video: I've been listening to a lot of music as a way to cope; Possum used to go with me on my walks every day, so that is really hard, going alone. I made a playlist of Possum songs to just cry it out. And I learned I'm not the only person who does this; just Google something like "songs for grieving" or something like that, and you'll see lots of playlists. The main song is really not even a song about grief or loss; I don't even know why I seized on this as the song that's most in my head right now... anyway, it's this one by Joni Mitchell.

Let's just hope I make it through the next two weeks!

Out on some borderline
Some mark of in between
I lay down golden in time
And woke up vanishing
Sweet bird you are
Briefer than a falling star
All these vain promises on beauty jars
Somewhere with your wings on time
You must be laughing
Behind our eyes
Calendars of our lives
Circled with compromise
Sweet bird of time and change
You must be laughing
Up on your feathers laughing
Golden in time
Cities under the sand
Power, ideals and beauty
Fading in everyone's hand
Give me some time
I feel like I'm losing mine
Out here on this horizon line
With the earth spinning
And the sky forever rushing
No one knows
They can never get that close
Guesses at most
Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching