I'm sorry I was delayed in posting, but yesterday's joyful moment was my writing workshop--BIG SURPRISE, I know.
But! Yesterday I presented the intro to my Thassos book (again, I'm saying this out loud and using the work "book" to keep myself accountable, lest it live and die as an intro), and the group had such wonderful, encouraging things to say. The most needed was: "This is something I want to read. I'm ready for the rest of it."
I contemplated posting the intro on Fushilou (my other blog), but I don't know if I should. What do you think? Good or bad idea?
And my joyful moment today is intentionally going to be vague. Sorry. But you know when you catch someone enjoying something but they don't know you're watching them? It was that.
As a related but unrelated note, Blue Like Jazz contains a similar story in the intro. Don Miller writes that he never liked jazz music because it didn't ever resolve. One day, though, he was watching a musician play a jazz piece, and for an entire eight-minute song, the musician never opened his eyes.
After that, Don Miller liked jazz music.
And so I leave you with that thought. Happy August, and as they say in Greece, Kalo Mina! (Καλό Μήνα!)