swamped

 

the coochee history is mostly done but still a lot of permissions-to-publish for images and what not —my "Woodruff Chronicle," tracing their lives from Connecticut to Columbus is now back on the table, and going strong — james waldo woodruff (1879–1963) is the star in the last part

i'm supposed to be retired so all this writing and responding to people and what not is driving me a little crazy —

coochee

from UGA Press:

Great to chat with you earlier today. As promised, I'm writing to let you know that our Faculty Editorial Board unanimously (and enthusiastically) approved your manuscript, "A History of Sautee Nacoochee," for publication earlier this afternoon. Congratulations!

That means that we'll be ready to transmit the project to our managing editor to get the copyediting process started as soon as you submit the finalized manuscript and art program. I am expecting to receive the final MS and art program by 15 June 2023. If anything changes, please just let me know as soon as you know! As things sit, your book is slated to publish in our Fall 2024 season (think October-ish). If that presents a problem of any sort, just let me know.

 

coochee update

i revised the manuscript based on the reviewers comments, which were not many, and it passed the first editorial review on 11 may, with a second coming on 21 may — so far so good — it might be under contract in early june — and then copyediting, design, etc.  — wheeeeeee!

a history of sautee nacoochee

in early 2014, with me just a few months into  retirement, this project landed in my lap, courtesy of an old friend with whom i had worked in the 1990s — in july of that year, the local communnity association contracted with me for a comprehensive history of the valleys, part of a master plan in support of their mission to preserve the rural character of the area — it was the kind of local history i have always wanted to write: literally from the ground up — i started to work almost immediately and, because of "staff changes" and what not, wound up with a more or less free reign with the project — i submitted a "final" manuscript early in 2017, and thought I was done — but last year, they were back, getting serious about publication — they had hired someone to manage the process (thank the sweet baby jesus) — yesterday i learned that the reviewers for UGA press had recommended that that be made so — gah — count me semi-stunned

update!!! letter from the press's acquisitions editor and copies of the reviewer's comments, which were great! one said it was "the best submission I have read for UGA Press" --- it will go before the press's faculty editorial board in may for formal acceptance!

"help! i've fallen and i can't get up!"

i am swearing off making fun of old people falling over --- the last couple of episodes i've had made the point

last weekend, getting up at 3 in the morning to go pee, i fell over and banged the heck out of my head (one of dozens of such tough head-banging episodes that i have had, beginning when i was five or six), took most of monday in the ER (CT scan, etc) to find out that I didn't have a stroke, TIA, or whatever, or broken bones --- but my lower back was slightly sore, which i didn't realize had even struck anything --- monday to the doctor to see if there's kidney damage

he'll have something else to look at now --- thursday evening i started through the little gate that keeps dog off the bedroom carpet when it came out of its frame and fell over with me on top of it --- what a mess --- juggler watched it happen ---  

meanwhile the 20+ year-old replacement lens that fixed the cataract in my right eye has failed --- already had a "follow-up" appt with the ophthamologist person scheduled for friday afternoon, but i rescheduled for a couple weeks out --- whenever, they need to go ahead and give me a new lens

also too, i could use a new cardio-vascular system, kidney, and liver at least 

by and large, i'm not enjoying old age

olden times

an old friend who i first met living with dead john on piedmont road, ca. 1978, dropped by this evening, which he does once or twice a year --- he's brooklyn puerto rican, his other half is the upper piedmont of semi-redneck north carolina --- a wonderful impromtu meeting
 

trolling the garden

Trolls: Save the Humans by Thomas Dambo
 

r.i.p., john

gone five years now --- i will always miss him

haw haw haw

rome, toulouse, and verdi

Le Théâtre Antique d'Orange was built in Toulouse by the Romans in the first century CE --- in 2016 the city staged a performance of verdi's requiem here (one of my personal favorites), along with a wonderful series of images by the celebrated cartoonist Philippe Druilleton projected onto the rear wall ---

doncha know

One has either to take people as they are, or leave them as they are. One cannot change them, one can merely disturb their balance. A human being, after all, is not made up of single pieces, from which a single piece can be taken out and replaced by something else. Rather he is a whole, and if you pull one end, the other, whether you like it or not, begins to twitch. ~Franz Kafka

eek

the trip to peachtree corners to see the ophthamologist last monday was torture in every way, and i shan't want to go back out there again as long as i live if i can help it --- but at least the nice ophthamologist lady assured me that my retina or whatever is not falling out -- but we will keep that eye under observation, as it were --- 

the next evening, i was out walking dog, and as we started to cross piedmont at seventh, he started charging across the intersection, as is his want, and i stumbled and fell over --- dog stopped when i dropped the leash and just sat there, which he always does, but it took me two tries to get up off the pavement, and with oncoming traffic i was afraid i was about to watch the dog get run over --- that did not happen but i tore up my arm and, because of the way i fell, i should've broken my hip, but didn't --- weirdly the sciatica has been somewhat less troublesome since then

today dog and i walked down to chuck allen dr and the park for the first time since the sciatica kicked in --- nice weather, nice walk, and i did not have to crawl the last hundred yards back

quince, plum, and jonquil are rocking right now

happiness

 

yoko!

I'm waiting for a boat to help me out of here

Waiting for a boat to help me out

The boat that reached my shore was a toy boat

Waiting for a boat to help me out

I'm dreaming of a lake I've never seen before

Dreaming of a lake I've never seen

The lake I've seen last was a picture lake

Dreaming of a lake I've never seen

You who are

You who are

Help me out, help me out

Help me out of here

I'm thinking of a castle on atop a hill

Thinking of a castle on atop a hill

The castle I've been to was full of flies

Thinking of a castle on atop a hill

You who are

You who are

Help me out, help me out

Help me out of here

You who are

You who are

Help me out, help me out

Help me out of here

I'm waiting for a boat to help me out of here

Waiting for a boat to help me out

The boat that reached my shore was a toy boat

Waiting for a boat to help me out

You who are

You who are

Help me out, help me out

Help me out of here

You who are

You who are

Help me out, help me out

Help me out of here

i got issues

my left hip is crashing on me --- bummer

update: it's sciatica, which is right up there with shingles for aggravation and pain --- drugs and physical therapy are supposed to fix it, just not yet

and i've lost an arc of vision on the lower side of my right eye --- optic nerve is swollen and he wants me to go to a specialist in PEACHTREE CORNERS!!! where is that even located?

2022 reading

i have almost finished a history of the baltics and an awful history of the 1905 war between russia and japan --- probably several other partials lurking around, but these are the ones i've finished, rated none to three stars --- 

***Stacy Schiff, The Revolutionary, Samuel Adams (2022)

*Marc David Baer, The Ottomans: Khans, Caesars, and Caliphs (2021)

Jane Ridley, George V: Never a Dull Moment (2022)

**Karen Armstrong, St Paul: The Apostle We Love to Hate (2015)

***David Graeber and David Wengrow, The Dawn of Everything: A New History of Humanity (2021)

*Michael Pollan, This Is Your Mind on Plants (2021)

Ada Ferrer, Cuba: An American History (2021)

*Thomas Hardy, The Woodlanders (1887)

Jared Diamond, Upheavel: Turning Points for Nations in Crisis (2019)

Mark A Noll, The Scandal of the Evangelical Mind (1994)

Harry S Stout, The Divine Dramatist: George Whitefield and the Rise of Modern Evangelicalism (1991)

*Jessica Mitford, The American  Way of Death Revisited (2011)

**Violet Moller, The Map of Knowledge: A Thousand-Year History of How Classical Ideas Were Lost and Found (2020)

Timothy Snyder, The Reconstruction of Nations: Poland, Ukraine, Lithuania, Belarus, (1569-1999) (2003)

Isabel de Madariaga, Ivan the Terrible (2020)

**Simon Sebag Montefiore, The Romanovs, 1613-1918 (2016)

Marie Favereau, The Horde: How the Mongols Changed the World (2021)

Eino Jutikkala with Kauko Pirinen, A History of Finland (1984)

David S. Brown, The Last American Aristocrat: The Brilliant life and improbable Education of Henry Adams (2020)

Kenneth Scott, St. James’s Palace, A History (2010)

Serhii Plokhy, The Origins of the Slavic Nations; Premodern Identities in Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus (2006)

David Remnick, Lenin’s Tomb: The Last Days of the Soviet Empire (1994)

Martyn C. Rady, The Habsburgs, To Rule the World (2020)

Simon Winchester, The Professor and the Madman: A Tale of Murder, Insanity, and the Making of t he Oxford English Dictionary (1998)

**H. W. Brands, The First American: the Life and Times of Benjamin Franklin (2000)

New Scientist, The Origin of (Almost) Everything (2016)

David S. Heidler, Henry Clay, The Essential American (2010)

Christopher Hibbert, Florence: The Biography of a City (1993)

Julian Sancton, Madhouse at the End of the Earth: The Belgica’s Journey into the Dark Antarctic Night (2021)

catching up

 i've missed our 106 club dinners, especially the regularity --- i still see ms kidd from time to time, including attending a wonderful atl symphony reinterpretation of REM back in June --- we’ll see the atl bot gdn holiday lights in early january --- and i keep up with ms troy purty well --- also see mr purser fairly regularly, usually lunch at manuels, and he and robin brought me along for a tour of the fabulous fox the other day --- always nice

just before thanksgiving, uga press notified us that they had put my coochee book out for peer review --- last line of the letter sent by their acquisitions editor:  “Really excited about the prospect of working together on what will surely be a wonderful book.” I didn’t believe it would get this far --- the reviewers’ reports are due at end of march 2023, and if they’re favorable . . . . .   

there was not a bumper crop of meyer lemons this year, but the last one was really fine

I think a lot of older people, including myself, have a hard time creating meaningful relationships to replace those lost for whatever  reason --- john has been dead for over three years, and I still miss him almost every day --- other friendships mutate, including mine with angela, whose wisdom has been often overlooked --- 

once in a while, casual relationships emerge in unexpected places --- during the covid semi-lockdown in 2020, I kept seeing this couple from the 16th floor  going or coming from starbucks  and we finally got to talking on the sidewalk --- john and johanna, 30 somethings --- we’ve gotten together a couple of times since then, other than on the sidewalk --- did happy hour at their place the other evening, and they’re gonna be here tomorrow evening --- nice intelligent folks

health issues

the weekend has not been all it might have been for me --- friday morning i got up with a scratchy throat but i dragged myself out of bed this p.m. to go get my order of paxlovid, which i will begin tonight --- I remember, however, that the bidens were fully vaxxed and taken paxlovid, and they still got it again --- whatever --- kenny has been at my side non-stop, but we limit his walks to around the block or something --- yesterday was the worst, but i managed to get him out for three very short walks, and then back to bed

i am very glad that i did not catch this stupid virus two years ago, when the first strain was doing its worst, the hospitals were jammed, people were freaking out and the streets were like a ghost town --- until 7 o'clock or so, when in cities across the country everybody got out on their balconies and porches banging pots and pans for all the health care workers and emergency responders who were working their asses off ---

 I wrote that on 28 August, as i began a bout with the covids --- i haven't had a cold or anything in years, and this fall it seemed like i was always sick --- over the last few days, i've finally started feeling semi-normal 

106 club

in the spring of 2004, these people (minus frances, upper right, sometime) started a round-robin friday night repaste, rotating host, and so many restaurants i never would have visited --- we called it 106 club for very obscure reasons ---  today our sweet friend at lower right announced she was resigning, as it were --- every good thing comes to an end