Wrestle-mania

Got back from a great weekend in Chicago. Dan and Lisa were great travel companions for myself and Bryon, and Bob and Tasha were wonderful hosts. I also met a costuming friend for tea, and we had a wonderful conversation.

But you guys want to know about wrestlers! I have three very enthusiastic interviews: one with a young rookie, one with an experience wrestling “bad guy,” and a final interview with the owner/promoter of Windy City. You know, these guys are a lot like writers. They choose a particular lifestyle, and they dedicate themselves to it, often for little pay, because they love it. So yes, I can relate.

Lisa and I had a rollicking time watching the matches. Some of the drama and antics were cheesy, and others were well performed. I had been under the disapprobation that matches were better planned. I hear they are more like dances, and the opponents read each other’s moves and respond. There’s a high audience interaction factor, so we were all rowdy and chanting, and having a great time.

This week my main goal in writing will be to integrate the wrestling interview information into the book. Then I just kick back and wait for a couple of notes from manuscripts.

Well, better roll up my sleeves and get down to it.

Catherine

ETA: The next installment of Blood is Thicker than Water!

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Susy Clemens

After book group tonight (Old Man’s War, to be discussed soon), I came home, and being in a research mood, wrote several pages of notes from a biography about Susy Clemens. I see the story’s end clearly now, and I’ll pop off a first draft as soon as possible. I have managed to clear Wednesday off to stay home and write, so that very well could be the day, given that I want to get wrestling integrated into another book.

I leave you with what the Clemens put on Susy’s tombstone after she died of meningitis at her home in Hartford, a very famous quote.

Warm summer sun, shine brightly here,
Warm Southern wind, blow softly here,
Green sod above, lie light, lie light,
Good night, dear heart; good night, good night.

Catherine

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