I still haven't heard anything. I really do get palpitations everytime the phone rings. I'll post something the instant that I get word. Sorry that there wasn't a post yesterday.
In the mean time I've been watching the Tales of the City mini-series'. (And kniting on a never ending sleeve.)
I really like the Tales' story. I've only read the books once, in short order. I'd read them again except there are six--seven now--and well, when you pick one up, you basically have to finish it. My mother reports the same problem: apparently she started reading one when I was little, and lost a day.
I remember sitting down with a stack of them next to a chair when I was staying with my grandmother when I was probably fifteen, and I read all six books in like 4 or five days, and I don't think I moved much.
The television show is similar.
There's something about the pacing that I think is really appealing. I mean the characters are perfectly constructed, but I think fundamentally, my love of the stories has to do with the pacing, which comes from it's origins as a newspaper serial. So each of the chapters/interludes is around 1000 words (800-ish?) and is so complete and rich. There's something so perfect about these books for me.
The first time I watched these events unfold, I of course didn't know what was going to happen, so I fell for a character that ends up being an ass, I got wrapped up in (one of) the great love stories, which ends in the most tragic way. Or, not really, but it feels like that. And in a certain way, it feels hard to watch friends make the same mistakes all over again.
Anyway, I'm well, and with luck I'll still have my mind when this is over.