East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai



b332c24b69f3e33711f9475fd148e953I was taught to be grateful for the small things.
Today was a bad day – bad news, discussions, a tonne of bills to pay, the loss of a pair of paying markets, some gratuitous aggression, dark clouds on the horizon.
Which is nothing special, mind you – there’s a lot of people out there that’s in much worse trouble. But it is heavy, because you see everything unravel and it’s beyond your control. It makes working harder, it makes writing harder, because too many preoccupations clog your mind.
And if I don’t write, the light gets cut, the water and the phone get cut.

But then three things happened that let the pressure up a bit – not solutions to the problems, but small good things, unexpected. Psychological relief – which means that the problems remain, but now one can try and solve them, and if nothing comes out of it, one’ll be at peace, because one did what one could.
Small things to let one feel less into a dead end.

First, I got a copy of a book in the mail that I’ve been waiting to read for a long time, and tonight I’ll dig into it, and tomorrow I’ll post about it.
Second, I was reminded of a movie which I saw when I was a little kid, when my mom and dad were still alive and took me to the movies, and will do a post about that too.
And finally I saw this, and I’ll start by sharing it with you.

Hold on out there.
Things will get better.

Author: Davide Mana

Paleontologist. By day, researcher, teacher and ecological statistics guru. By night, pulp fantasy author-publisher, translator and blogger. In the spare time, Orientalist Anonymous, guerilla cook.

4 thoughts on “Pressure

  1. Hang in there, man! And thanks for the good song, good music is always something to rejoice upon, right? 🙂


  2. Here’s another good one: There’s this song called “I’m Only Happy When It Rains” – I always thought it was awesomely cheery-uppy.

    Hey, and if a little “Schadenfreude” would make you feel better, I had a pretty crappy day myself: I pre-paid for a yard sign, but when I got there to pick it up, they were all out of yard signs. I also bought some postcards and was told the price would be around $6, but actually they charged me $28. (Guess I should have gone to a different print shop.) Possibly the worst, a parade of horribly whiny people kept calling me on the phone all day at work, preventing me from getting anything done, keeping me on the phone for half my lunch hour and making me stay late after work, which caused me to miss a meeting I was supposed to attend on my way home from work.

    All of these small things, but not calculated to make a person happy.

    (This reminds me of that scene in the movie “Chasing Amy,” where they’re comparing their scars, and trying to prove who has the biggest scar. Maybe you should sponsor a contest for “who had the worst day,” and the winner/loser has to buy everybody lunch.)

    Hoping your day goes better –


    • I’m working on making things better, thanks.
      And as for comparing scars, I usually think about thescene in “Jaws” 🙂
      AND I know “I’m Only Happy When It Rains”, of which I have a wonderful rendition (if it’s the same song, of course) by Ute Lemper.
      Things will go better.


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