All right, jet
leg lag can’t be an excuse forever. Yes, for about a week the repercussions of traveling 14 hours from Athens to Los Angeles, forever in daylight, did kick my ass. I would wander through the day in a kind of zombie haze, falling asleep in my salad at restaurants at 6 pm. Then I’d get up at 4 pm, rarin’ to go. I guess I was on farmer time. I was so tired at a restaurant that when Benj colored in the 13 states on his placemat that he had visited, I told him that he had visited “over half the states.” And I cried during “Toy Story 3” like it was “Sophie’s Choice.” (Though I’m not alone in this case).
Still, it’s been two weeks now. I’ve got to pull myself together. Some sectors of my life are back: voiced another episode of “Kung Fu Panda: Legends of Awesomeness” (a Nick Toon coming out in the fall; it is, indeed, pretty awesome);
I did an “Atom”-centric episode of “Batman: The Brave and the Bold;”
I auditioned for a talking frog at Disney. Put away my Greek language CD’s and downloaded Spanish ones instead, though I’m still mourning my impending loss of that esoteric language… Got Benj ensconced in camp; Doug’s back to work. Caught up on “Top Chef.”
Now, I’ve got to get back to work on my book. For some reason, my daily holy triumvirate of Meditating/Writing/Working Out has been hard to achieve since I’ve been back. Must finalize my synopsis and continue the agent search. I’m working with an illustrator to do some sample pages of the graphic novel section, and they’re gonna look really great. The time is nigh. Onward! Upward! Here we go! Really! Now! Go!
Update: Just made a chocolate-buttermilk cake with a malted chocolate icing for a friend’s birthday. Hmmm… for a writer, I do an awful lot of baking…