Sunday, September 16, 2007

The Dust in My Shoes and Brain


My God, the beauty of those vast spaces just blows my mind. More photos anon. I might as well have been on the Silk Road or in Outer Mongolia for all the similiarities to New England. Tiny Gerlach is still full of Burners, those cleaning up the playa and putting the desert back to rights, picking up the MOOP. Matter Out of Place.
Reno was hot when I got there, and my driver told me that the old Reno Hilton, now operating under another name is a place for lots of "after Burn" parties, which was a huge plot point in my book, except I didn't know then they had the parties there. Cool, huh? We hit the burger joint, Raley's and Albertson's for provisions, and headed out to Gerlach with $190.00 worth of groceries. Yeah, I know.
Gerlach is a small oasis of green in those limitless tracks. Words cannot convey how different this funky little town in the middle of nowhere (everywhere is somewhere) is. Let's just say that there aren't any McMansions and a "double-wide" is living in high style.
I read The Poisonwood Bible. What a wonderful book. Big fat tome and I didn't want it to end.
Then I read Linda Fairstein's Bad Blood and that was good, too. Re-read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, which is the right kind of book for Nevada. Picked up a best seller police procedural yesterday at the Reno airport.
We are all standing in line at the Southwest gate when ear-splitting screams are head down the corridor. Finally dawns on everyone that this woman must have won a LOT of money on one of the slots in the terminal. She screams and screams. Bloody murder. Screams some more, banshee-like. I am envisioning half a mil, at least. Would you believe $200?
Two rejections while I was gone. Poor old Promiscuous Mode. A nice personal letter from one agents, and an asshole form letter (AHFL) from another. As the plane was taking off yesterday, I got a new beginning paragraph for Festival Madness.
That's all the news I'm going to print. It's always good to get home, even if your flight arrives at 11:00 and you have to leave the house at 9:00 the next morning and you oversleep and the cat keeps biting your ankle to get some attention and well, it's still good to be home.
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