Writing start: 11:06 A.M.
Finish: 3:22 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 900
Edited (est.): 4700 + 6 poems
1. Failure: 600 new words
Notes: Rewriting is done; now I can get on with the rest of the chapter.
2. Book Three Melody: Off
3. Ant Story: Off till Boxing Day
4. Fractalverse V5: Tertiary edits of 6 more poems
5. Cheapery St. Heroes: BII: Third tertiary edit of chapter four
6. Rapscallion: Off
7. Gilligan: Read-through of latest chapter
8. T-Bag: 300 new words
Notes: Finally got this chapter started!
Special Projects: None today
Extra notes: Mary Poppins Returns is one of the best movies I've ever seen. Run, don't walk, to see it. Right away. This weekend. Don't wait.
I sat there the entire time with a smile on my face. The story is touching, the music is fabulous, the dancing and sets and scenery stunning, the acting perfect. It's one of those rare films that stays with you long after the credits roll; one of those films that when the credits roll you're genuinely sad that the story is over and you've got to get up and do something else with your life. It was so good that the audience applauded enthusiastically at the end--which is remarkable in these parts, believe me.
We're going back next weekend to see it again. I'm certain we'll own it when they release it digitally.
Mary Poppins Returns is a nuclear strike against the cynicism, indifference, and hate that rules the world currently and is in fact threatening its very survival. It couldn't have been released at a better time, especially here in America. It is a powerful, pertinent, joyous, melodic answer to the downvoters and MAGAts and clickbait bots and paid propaganda mercs and brainwashed soulless dead-eyes wandering around; it's a sing-song fuck you! to the despoilers and profiteers and racists, to those who have no moral qualms ripping children out of mothers' arms and putting them into prisons, to those who see no problems with "tearing it all down and letting God sort it out," to those who have willingly sold their souls to the paycheck and the corporate ladder, to those who have viciously killed the child inside themselves, to those who refuse to see past their ends of their own noses, to those who wear blinders, to those who refuse to stand up for goodness and truth, to those who think they're too grown up for a "children's movie" like Mary Poppins.
Most of all, though, this film is for those who refuse to be part of any of those aforementioned herds, who refuse to give up their optimism, for those who stand for those less fortunate than themselves, for those who eschew cynicism and indifference and hate.
If you go see this film and aren't swept up by it, aren't changed by it, aren't delighted by it, then I feel genuinely sorry for you. Your spirit is on its deathbed, Janice, if not in the ground. Get some help--and get some perspective. Right now. You're in sorry-ass shape.
There is much to be thankful for this holiday season. Mary Poppins Returns is one of those wonderful gifts you discover hiding beneath the tree, one that when you unwrap it you are surprised, delighted, and utterly overjoyed.
Go see it. Go see it now.