They're doing construction on the Boulder Library, so every now and then a huge BOOM comes from the ceiling. Just another thing trying to distract me from my writing. I am writing about my protagonist's cool older aunt, who lives in Mendocino on a neglected vineyard that she and her husband bought for a song back in the 70's when much of the wine crop was wiped out from phylloxera. The aunt is going to be Sarah's mentor and guide in her journey back to herself. It's fun to imagine what this old woman is like. She's an old hippie: irreverent, obstinate, light-hearted, spiritual. She's a crone coming to terms with her mortality and limited time left on the earth.
Well, not to give too much away...
My phone interview yesterday went pretty well I think. I'm cautiously optimistic that I'll get another call for a second interview. If I do, I'll feel better about sharing details in my blog. Until then, well, just keep fingers crossed. I think I'd really like to work here, even if I harbor ambivalence about the commitment. First things first.
It looks like we have 2 more beautiful fall days in this amazing streak of weather, then the cold will be upon us. Last night we all (Mark, Pete, Anna Kate and I) went for a walk on the mesa under a waning moon. As we came back home we were treated to the sight and sound of a mating pair of Great Horned owls. The female was sitting on the telephone pole near our house, and the male was perched on a vent chimney on our roof. They hooted back and forth while we watched. With binoculars we could see the white markings on the male's chest...spectacular.
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