life goes on

Today I am having lunch with two unfamiliar, charming members of my extended family whom I rarely see. I am being picked up at 11 ish. The groceries are coming between 8 and 9. Sam is coming early, whatever that means. I have to call him. John is coming tonight for my weekly financial reckoning.

A very big day.

And me, still without a journal.

More anon.

Like, tomorrow.

out of paper

I don’t have a journal left in the place. .I’m using the note-pages at the end of my appointment book.

I NEED A NEW JOURNAL.

So this morning when I finished looking at the news and the mail I didn’t write anything. I got hooked on something.

I watched a documentary about the making of FOREST GUMP, from the option, the many drafts, all the techie stuff with examples, to a panel for an audience of film students, with the director (Roberr Zemeckis) the final (?) writer (Eric ??) some of the tech persons and two actors( (Gary Siinise and Tom Hanks). Wow.

It wrecked my day. Not to say, my life, which is over.

Not qujte.

Years ago I did a little book (No Two Alike) for the United Church of cf Canada, a collection of 20 interviews, two per province, about their spiritual journey. One of my subjects was a retired minister living with his wife in an assisted living apartment filled with books. He had just begun to study Hebrew in order to add to his understanding of the Bible, old and new testaments. He said it was adding to his conviction that he would enjoy the after-life career waiting for him.

“Why else would I be studying a new language?” he asked me, without waiting for a reply. The answer was a given.

It’s not too late for me to learrn more about screen-writing.