It hasn’t exactly worked out that way… at least not yet, but I think I’ve got a decent excuse.
A week ago today my writing day was put aside in order to accomplish as much as we could in getting the new store ready for prime time. Why was it so important to put writing out of the way for a bit? It turned out that the Renaissance Fair was in town, and that meant that Port Gamble was going to be a crowded little village for the entire weekend.
So, like a trooper, I put aside the keyboard and picked up a hammer, a screwdriver, and my bag of magic tricks, and I put together the magic room of Mrs. Muir’s House of Ghosts and Magic.
While we were not merchandised for a full opening, we thought that if nothing else, the word of mouth advertising we’d get would be phenomenal. While Saturday was a bit of a bust, Sunday was a great second day of business for the new store.
Then, while I was selling magic tricks, telling ghost stories, and in general entertaining (and selling to) customers, we got some very bad news.
On that poor turnout day, Saturday, the founder of our first store, the Kingston Bookery, died.
I’ve written something of the history of Mr. B’s Bookery (which has become the aforementioned Kingston Bookery) elsewhere. But let it suffice to say that despite knowing that Mr. B (Bill Wiley) was slipping away, it was still a big hit to us, and to the Kingston community. This, along with the continued preparation of the newest store) has taken a big bite out of writing time.
But that’s OK. One thing I’ve learned, especially over this last year, is that life is writing. If I’m not writing, I’m planning. I’m plotting, I’m building characters, I’m deciding starts, endings, first and last sentences… the works.
So, while this post is the only writing I’m doing today, it IS writing. And this Saturday and Sunday, I’ll be “On Stage” again performing magic, and selling antiques and oddities at Mrs. Muir’s House of Ghosts and Magic.
Do drop by if you’re in the Kingston/Port Gamble area. I’d love to see you!