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worms' meat of me

i received a “what is going on, are you ok?” kind of message the other day and it made me realize how long i’ve gone without posting anything on here--almost the entire season of autumn. truly sorry to anyone who might’ve been worried. i’m not dead, totally fine, just busy.

the month of october was too much. one four-day weekend i had two article interviews, four photo shoots (one of them huge) and a visiting author reading event (jonathan franzen). the following weekend i worked a booth at a readers/writers/publishers trade show, participated in a five-hour strategic planning meeting and did another big photo shoot. every weekend was just packed. during the weekdays i had articles and photos due, an entire book due to the printers (not one that i wrote, but edited and designed covers and helped put together), other random assignments...i can easily handle busy work weeks as long as i have weekends to recover, but there was none of that.

november 8 was the climax. sometime back in august i was half-persuaded and half-volunteered myself to do a giant sewing project for an upcoming benefit event. basically it’s a bookworm mascot costume. it wasn’t supposed to be due until late february, but suddenly the due date was pushed three and a half months and i needed to have it ready to debut at the nicole krauss reading event on november 8. this fun, creative project became a huge source of stress in my life. it made it so that even when i had moments of downtime i couldn’t relax because i knew i should be using that time to work on the bookworm.

if by some chance you’ve never sewn a seven-foot-long, foam-filled, freaky-looking “counterculture” worm costume without the benefit of a pattern or tutorial, let me tell you how it goes. turns out the tubular, round shape of a worm segment is a very difficult thing to construct, especially when they have to be joined together and loop around a human body. also, in the final stages of sewing, there were times i had to turn my sewing machine sideways, wedge the entire mass of the worm’s width between me and my sewing table, reach as far forward as i could, smothering myself in bookworm bosom, sewing blind and hoping my fingertips wouldn’t become part of the costume. i got a taste of what it must be like to try to accomplish things with the kind of morbid obesity that doesn’t fit through door frames.

i put the finishing touches on the worm just hours before the reading, sending numerous folks around me into cardiac arrest...i knew i would finish it, that’s just how i have to do stuff sometimes, absolute last minute. my procrastination was further complicated by the fact that ms. krauss’s flight was delayed and she cancelled on us, so we found another author willing to fly in from california, again, just hours before the reading. that whole day was a blur of frantic phone calls and emails and social media and research.

the plan all along was that i would both make and wear the bookworm costume. what no one (including me) anticipated was that wearing this enormous, heavy, thick bastard of a worm shell was going to make me claustrophobic. one of my coworkers helped me dress backstage about ten minutes before my cue. once i’d wiggled into the belly of the beast i jammed myself in a half-open exit door for the cool, fresh air to keep me calm. i heard my cue, lumbered out on stage in front of about 500 people, gave a pretty damn good performance considering my brain was about to pop, trotted backstage, sprinted out the back door, confused a lot of people on the street, waved at gawking onlookers in restaurants, turned a tight corner and scared the hell out of a theater attendant on her smoke break (“i thought i was being attacked by puff the magic dragon!”), and dashed into the lobby where a couple friends helped pull the thing off of me.

then it was finally over. that was my last major due date for a while, and even though i always have a lot of ongoing projects demanding my time, i practiced saying "no" to some things and gradually started to make time for myself again.

now i’m enjoying two weeks off for the holidays, and my current main project is nothing but fun: xmas presents. i’ll try to start posting more and put up photos of some things i’ve made. i hope everyone’s having a fabulous holiday season!

breaker stage

i’m devoting the rest of my weekend to working on the digital mountain of photos i have waiting to be processed, but before i start i have to clear my head with a blog post.

tour de fat was great. there were around 3,000 riders in the parade, nearly everyone costumed to utter fabulosity...

...including me. my favorite comment, from some guy: “oh, for a second i thought that mustache was fake.”

i wore a black corset and the bike part pendant i made years ago.

and my homemade bike poodle skirt. it’s a vinyl circle skirt and i wear two petticoats underneath so it really poofs out. i’ll post more photos from the festival once i get to them.

the idaho city photoshoot with red light variety show went oh so well. i was kind of dreading it after the wedding fiasco the week before, feeling like i should just give up trying to photograph people for a while, but this restored my confidence. they were wonderful to work with, and they’re all fucking impossible to take bad photos of anyway so it wasn’t that much of a challenge.

in addition to being crazy fun it was also surprising. a lot of what i ended up shooting was beautiful in unexpected ways, like this candid shot of katie walking down a dirt road:

that’s not the image that comes to mind when i think of their group, and maybe they won’t be able to use it for anything, but it’s one of my favorites.

at twilight and after dark we took photos in the pioneer cemetery, some of them lit entirely by candlelight. this was a last-minute idea and a bit of a challenge, especially since i didn’t bring a tripod. i’m having trouble finding one photo that works in its entirety, showing everyone in the group, but if i crop them there’s at least one really good shot of each person.

while we were in the cemetery some people randomly collected behind me, watching quietly...i was wondering what the hell was going on and it turns out they were a group of idaho ghost hunters. they’d gotten special permission from the mayor to hang out that night with their equipment, recording EVPs and whatnot. they were really nice and polite about us messing up their atmosphere so we left as soon as we found out. their event sounded like fun too, i wish i was part of that group...i don’t believe in ghosts, but i LOVE to make believe and get all freaked out and carried away in the moment.

last week i started transitioning to a new job (at the same place.) my new title is “text and image editor,” so i’m still doing lots of photos, website maintenance, graphic design and editing, but i picked up some more hours/money and an official-sounding title. i’m excited! we just started working on the student writing anthology, now that camps are over, and i finished the cover design a couple weeks ago. everything’s running way ahead of schedule despite having hosted a record number of kids this year (432! that’s about a hundred more than were in my high school graduating class.)

i have a neat side-project going: i’m making myself a mascot costume (not sure how hush-hush this is so i’ll reveal more details later,) for use at fundraisers and in classes. it will be enormous and crazy and unlike anything i’ve ever sewn before. they looked into hiring some professional costume person to do it but the estimate was $2,000, which is outrageous and not feasible. i’m basically donating my time on the construction, but i get a $500 budget to work with, and when it’s all done i get to play dress-up!

i’m hoping to have time to do a big “harvest monday” post and catch up with garden photos next week. so much is coming in. as i type this the house is filling up with the smell of roasting tomatoes, herbs and garlic, my first batch of sauce this year.