1. I've spent the last week, 8 am to 11 pm (with the occasional lunch break), laying out the travel memoir I'm publishing (written by a friend of mine). With about 98% of the book laid out, I'm happy to say that I think I'm nearly finished. That means: I can concentrate on something other than kerning and optical margins and gridlines and running headers and text frames and everything else that writers and editors are blissfully oblivious to. (Yes, I know that sentence ends with a preposition--it's been a long week.)
Incidentally, my fledgling publishing company is here on Facebook and I would be delighted if you'd "Like" it, because, God knows, I did not "like" it a lot this week, and it could use some TLC. smileys/wink.gif And apparently something magical happens when you hit 30 "Likes," and I'm 18 away from that. It is embarrassing to write that sentence, so help a girl out, please. (The book is due to come out in the next month; the focus of the press is travel, and this first title is a travel memoir about Estonia. Incidentally, this is not a vanity/subsidy press, nor is it self-publishing--it's my way of attempting to keep learning stuff relevant to a publishing job while freelance writing.)
2. Saturday morning, I made blueberry pancakes, mostly in honor of my dad, who loves a good blueberry pancake. I don't think we've had these in years, probably since Prague (where the blueberries are the size of popcorn kernels), for some reason. Pancake and crepe recipes improve with a couple tablespoons of seltzer, but I forgot to add that, this time. Still, they turned out ok! J. declined syrup. WHAT DID I MARRY?!
3. For Saturday lunch, we headed to the park with a picnic: spinach quiche (I use Smitten Kitchen's recipe, but somehow the addition of sauteed onions and red peppers didn't really work), a little peach pie from the farmer's market, salad with tarragon-honey vinaigrette, overpriced Italian potato chips from Balducci's (because it's not a picnic without chips; classy, I know), apple slices, and a couple squares of chocolate.
4. Saturday night, I consumed many slices of very good delivery pizza ("Super Supreme"? "Special Supreme"? Something with the usual toppings, plus spinach and sausage, at least) while crying into my keyboard about overset text. (Ok, it wasn't that bad. But nearly.)
5. Have to plan a dessert-and-coffee night at our place this week for visiting friends (who are not staying with us). For some reason, I'm thinking of a cold chocolate tart (in a pastry crust). Never made one of those. Probably enormous hubris to think of attempting it.
6. After four years, a college friend of mine FINALLY decided to come visit for three days in the middle of August. Timing and length of the trip aside, I'm very excited and am already thinking of what to do for the return-from-the-airport brunch. She's vegetarian, but we're sort of haphazard vegetarians half the time anyway, so I was thinking pissaladiere, cheese plate, salad, (insert main course here), rustic peach tart (or blueberry cake). Not sure what to do for the main course... Vegetarian Salade Nicoise? (It doesn't exactly pair with blueberry cake, I know.)
Happy to be back in the realm of the living and eating, and not typesetting. smileys/smile.gif Hope you all had a good weekend, and Happy Father's Day to the dads!
Incidentally, my fledgling publishing company is here on Facebook and I would be delighted if you'd "Like" it, because, God knows, I did not "like" it a lot this week, and it could use some TLC. smileys/wink.gif And apparently something magical happens when you hit 30 "Likes," and I'm 18 away from that. It is embarrassing to write that sentence, so help a girl out, please. (The book is due to come out in the next month; the focus of the press is travel, and this first title is a travel memoir about Estonia. Incidentally, this is not a vanity/subsidy press, nor is it self-publishing--it's my way of attempting to keep learning stuff relevant to a publishing job while freelance writing.)
2. Saturday morning, I made blueberry pancakes, mostly in honor of my dad, who loves a good blueberry pancake. I don't think we've had these in years, probably since Prague (where the blueberries are the size of popcorn kernels), for some reason. Pancake and crepe recipes improve with a couple tablespoons of seltzer, but I forgot to add that, this time. Still, they turned out ok! J. declined syrup. WHAT DID I MARRY?!
3. For Saturday lunch, we headed to the park with a picnic: spinach quiche (I use Smitten Kitchen's recipe, but somehow the addition of sauteed onions and red peppers didn't really work), a little peach pie from the farmer's market, salad with tarragon-honey vinaigrette, overpriced Italian potato chips from Balducci's (because it's not a picnic without chips; classy, I know), apple slices, and a couple squares of chocolate.
4. Saturday night, I consumed many slices of very good delivery pizza ("Super Supreme"? "Special Supreme"? Something with the usual toppings, plus spinach and sausage, at least) while crying into my keyboard about overset text. (Ok, it wasn't that bad. But nearly.)
5. Have to plan a dessert-and-coffee night at our place this week for visiting friends (who are not staying with us). For some reason, I'm thinking of a cold chocolate tart (in a pastry crust). Never made one of those. Probably enormous hubris to think of attempting it.
6. After four years, a college friend of mine FINALLY decided to come visit for three days in the middle of August. Timing and length of the trip aside, I'm very excited and am already thinking of what to do for the return-from-the-airport brunch. She's vegetarian, but we're sort of haphazard vegetarians half the time anyway, so I was thinking pissaladiere, cheese plate, salad, (insert main course here), rustic peach tart (or blueberry cake). Not sure what to do for the main course... Vegetarian Salade Nicoise? (It doesn't exactly pair with blueberry cake, I know.)
Happy to be back in the realm of the living and eating, and not typesetting. smileys/smile.gif Hope you all had a good weekend, and Happy Father's Day to the dads!