The Huntress

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Katniss Everdeen, born May 8

WIP, Hunger Games, Everlark:

Her boy believes she can walk on water. She smiles a little at that. She’s heard stories of the Old Days. There was a man who did walk on water. He was a fisherman.

He imagines he sees her walking the streets of the Capitol. The rare nights when he’s by himself, he’ll hear the whistle of an arrow as it grazes his ear. He knows it’s not just moonbeams and fakery.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.

 

Nighttimes/Happy Times: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge Post # 4

Self's birthday last year: she celebrated with Niece G in San Francisco restaurant SPQR.

Self’s birthday last year: she celebrated with Niece G in San Francisco restaurant SPQR.

The view behind the Globe Theatre in London: She stumbled across it only during the intermission for TITUS ANDRONICUS, late April.

The view behind the Globe Theatre in London: Self stumbled across it during the intermission for TITUS ANDRONICUS, late April of this year, when she stopped off in London en route to the Tyrone Guthrie Centre in Ireland.

Lining up for Improv in LA's Upright Citizens Brigade Theater, a few months ago

Lining up for a show at LA’s Upright Citizens Brigade Theater, a few months ago. The improv surprised self by being so much about politics: When the comedians asked the audience for the name of a city in Libya/Iraq/Iran that had been in the news, audience members came right back with several choices. The only name self had been able to dredge up was ‘Fallujah.’

 

Miguel Hernandez Poem for the First Saturday of August (2014)

Went to visit Peggy King today. She is 96.

Self met Peggy’s sister, who works in a Los Altos art gallery.

Self was astonished to learn that Peggy has the same birthday as Dear Departed Dad: March 3. Which makes them both Pisces. Which is a sign that’s supposed to get on famously with Cancer (self’s sign)

Without further ado, the poem of the day, from Miguel Hernandez (NYRB/Poets), selected and translated by Don Share

Death, in a Bull’s Pelt

Death, in a bull’s pelt,
full of the holes and horns of its own
undoing, grazes and tramples
a bullfighter’s luminous field.

Volcanic roaring, ferocious snorting,
all from a general love for everything born —
Yes, the eruptions that flare
kill peaceful ranchers.

Now, ravenous, love-starved beast,
you may come graze my heart’s tragic grasses,
if you like its bitter aspect.

Like you, I am tormented by loving so much,
and my heart, dressed in a dead man’s clothes,
winds over it all.

On Top 3: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

As the week wears on, WordPress bloggers invariably start getting creative with the photo challenge.

Here are a few bloggers’ interpretations of this week’s theme:  ON TOP

Niece G lived and taught in San Francisco for five years.  She moved back to New York City last year. This was the last time self visited her at her apartment on Folsom Street.  Self really misses her.

Niece G lived and taught in San Francisco for five years. She moved back to New York City last year. On the day self took this picture, her niece was in the process of packing up her things. Self really misses her.

One of self's fondest memories of Summer 2013 was the picnic before the Cal Shakes production of "Romeo and Juliet." It was her birthday, July 14. Son spent his first summer home in almost 10 years.

One of self’s fondest memories of Summer 2013 was the picnic before the Cal Shakes production of “Romeo and Juliet.” It was her birthday, July 14. Son spent his first summer home in almost 10 years.  This year, she wants to see at least two Cal Shakes plays.

Wall Frieze Over a Door in the Daku Balay, Bacolod City

Wall Frieze Over a Door in the Daku Balay, Burgos Street Bacolod City.  Dear Departed Dad grew up in the Daku Balay (Literal Trans. “Big House”). At the time of the house’s construction (in the 1930s), it was the tallest structure in the whole of Bacolod City.

Tomorrow is a busy, busy day, as self will be traveling.  But she will have her laptop wherever she goes, so she’ll keep blogging.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Reflections 3: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

L'Fisher Chalet, Dear Departed Dad's Hometown of Bacolod

L’Fisher Chalet, Dear Departed Dad’s Hometown of Bacolod

Museum, Abe's Farm, Magalang, Pampanga

The E. Aguilar Cruz Museum, Abe’s Farm, Magalang, Pampanga

Self's birthday last year: she celebrated with Niece G in San Francisco restaurant SPQR.

Self’s birthday last year: she celebrated with Niece G in San Francisco restaurant SPQR.

 

Threes: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

The prompt this week from the WordPress Daily Post is THREES.

Threes meaning: “three-picture stories.” Meaning, narrative.

QED, self thinks. After all, self has often thought that most of her pictures function better as a sequence.  Each photo like a still of a silent film.

But when she finally sat down this afternoon to select her three-picture sequence, she ended up choosing three pictures she took of a site (the Bruns Amphitheater in Orinda) that don’t seem to tell much of a story. Shrug. Self will keep posting. Even when she’s in Seattle, attending the AWP annual conference for the first time in something like six years.

Below are pictures she took last summer, when she indulged in two Cal Shakes performancesRomeo and Juliet, on her birthday, with son and The Man and Jessika and Pepe and a small group of son’s high school classmates (Self still finds it hard to believe that Margarita Donnelly, who ended up publishing self’s first book, Ginseng and Other Tales From Manila, was a graduate of that same school, Sacred Heart in Atherton, CA.  Back when it used to be an all-girls school!)

She saw another Cal Shakes production in August, this time with just one other person, Jessika Remolona (who’s expecting a baby this June! Woot Woot!): Oscar Wilde’s Lady Windermere’s Fan. Jessika and self brought enough bottles of wine to carry us through almost three hours (They let you take the wine inside the theater. You can actually drink during the performance. Which makes self feel like she is in the Golden Globes or something)

Bruns Amphitheater, Orinda, July 2013

Bruns Amphitheater, Orinda, Summer 2013

Close-up of the Theater Lights

Close-up of the Theater Lights

The grounds outside the amphitheater have very unexpected artwork.  Part of the fun of the whole Cal Shakes experience is having a picnic just before the start of the performance.

The grounds outside the amphitheater have very unexpected artwork. Part of the fun of the whole Cal Shakes experience is having a picnic just before the start of the performance.

Self loves Shakespeare.  She loves Shakespeare outside.

After she saw her first Cal Shakes play (Romeo and Juliet with Adam Scott playing Romeo.  Adam Scott) she could never watch Shakespeare in any other guise than outdoors.  In the summer.  With a bottle of wine.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Object 2: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

Various objects — er, emblems — from self’s recent past:

Gamboling Lizards!  Found these in the gift shop of the Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore.

Gamboling Lizards! Found these in the gift shop of the Visionary Art Museum in Baltimore.

Petit-Fours were provided by Jessika and Pepe.  Thanks a bunch, guys! We were celebrating self's birthday by watching Cal Shakes' "Romeo and Juliet," July 2013

Picnic, July 2013:  Petit-Fours were provided by Jessika and Pepe. Thanks a bunch, guys! We were celebrating self’s birthday by watching Cal Shakes’ “Romeo and Juliet.” Jessika accompanied self to Cal Shakes one more time last summer: to watch Oscar Wilde’s “Lady Windrmere’s Fan.”  She and Pepe are expecting their first child this June.

Raincoat, Edinburgh, June 2012:  Self was spending the month at the Hawthornden Writers Retreat.

Raincoat, Edinburgh, June 2012: Self was spending the month at the Hawthornden Writers Retreat.

The RWS of the Day from BLGF: “Split I”

On the Croatians of Split, a city on the Adriatic coast:

“. . .  better laugh at yourself before anybody else has time to do it . . .  I suppose it comes of being watched all the time by people who thought they were better than you . . . people here are not rich, but they have considerable elegance.” (Black Lamb and Grey Falcon, pp. 141 – 142)

Coming next:  Chapters on Split II, Salonae, and Split III.

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Last night, since it is The Man’s birthday in a few days, self treated him to dinner at Van’s, the throwback restaurant of all throwback restaurants, where they still serve 2-lb. steaks, ridiculously good garlic mashed potatoes, prime rib, rack of lamb, pork chops, calf liver and other gustatory delights of the bygone 40s or 50s.  In times past, we have manfully partaken of the 2-lb. porterhouse, but last night The Man, who is trying to watch his weight, settled for an under-a-lb. cut of New York steak.  Despite the more manageable portion, The Man still looked quite green by the end of the night.  Self can honestly say she has never seen The Man look that way before.  She knows he was feeling “off” because he actually consented to have her drive.  But that could have been the martini combined with the glass of red wine.  He parked at a steep angle (Van’s is up the side of a hill in Belmont) and when self tried to back out, the car instead went forward.  Directly ahead (and below) was a motel sign saying, Goodbye and Goodnight. At that point, self decided she’d rather have The Man assume the responsibility for crashing, at least it would be something she could throw in his face, and not vice versa.  So we changed places, and self closed her eyes, and after a jolt forward and a mighty shudder, the car did indeed move away from the precipice, and we were able to at last make it home, though she did wonder why The Man zoomed ahead on all the yellow lights.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Favorite Photos, 2013

The Street Corner:  There's a karaoke bar nearby.  The night is never silent.

Bacolod:  Scene on a Street Corner.  There’s a karaoke bar nearby. The night is never silent.

On the Vaporetto to Murano, April 2013

On the Vaporetto to Murano, April 2013

Saw this while riding on the vaporetto, on the way from San Marco Square to Murano (Don't know who the artist is, but it was a stunning sight)

On the Venetian Lagoon:  Saw this while riding on the vaporetto, on the way from San Marco Square to Murano (Don’t know who the artist is, but it was a stunning sight)

Stafford Park, Some Wednesday Evening during the Summer

Stafford Park, Some Wednesday Evening during the Summer

Oh how self loves these Wednesday evenings in the park!

Oh how self loves these Wednesday evenings in the park!

It was so foggy,, Sunday, 23 June 2013:  That day, self and The Man had taken son and Jennie to the Legion of Honor.

It was so foggy,, Sunday, 23 June 2013: That day, self and The Man had taken son and Jennie to the Legion of Honor.

Yannie, a coed in De La Salle.  She's the daughter of my Manong Monching.

Yannie, a coed in De La Salle. She’s the daughter of my Manong Monching.

Art By Diane Varner (who self has known since 1986)

Art By Diane Varner (who self has known since 1986)

Cal Shakes' "Romeo and Juliet," Sunday July 14, 2013 (Self is returning this Sunday, to see "Lady Windermere's Fan")

Cal Shakes’ “Romeo and Juliet,” Sunday July 14, 2013 (Self’s birthday)

Unexpected 4: WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge

Self loves that Weng is so playful.  She and her sister, Gemma, run the Negros Museum Café, one of self's favorite Bacolod hangouts.

Self loves that Weng is so playful. She and her sister, Gemma, run the Negros Museum Café, one of self’s favorite Bacolod hangouts.

Self in "Awesome Mode": This was the birthday card that Jennie, Son's Fabulous Girlfriend, sent her a few months ago.

Self in “Awesome Mode”: This was the birthday card that Jennie, Son’s Fabulous Girlfriend, sent her a few months ago. Self began writing a series of stories whose main character is called Leaping Kitty.

It was so foggy,, Sunday, 23 June 2013:  That day, self and The Man had taken son and Jennie to the Legion of Honor.

It was so foggy,, Sunday, 23 June 2013: That day, self and The Man had taken son and Jennie to the Legion of Honor.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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