It’s Wednesday night in Los Angeles and the Santa Ana winds are blowing.
If you’re not familiar, the Santa Ana winds are the stuff of LA legend and folklore. Mystical and strange things are said to happen, the murder rate supposedly goes up and people go missing. The Santa Anas have appeared in countless novels, including a famous Raymond Chandler short story entitled Red Wind.
There’s something to be said for the nights these winds blow. The city takes on a surreal quality, palm trees bowing back and forth, sand dusting up the coast, strange temperature drops and a rushing sound all through the night that can’t be ignored. I kind of love it.
The winds seem fitting to my life right now. I’m a little moody these days, a little stretched thin. Strange things seem to happen on a daily basis and the unexpected seems practically commonplace. Between clients, writing, book stuff, motherhood and pregnancy, my life is bursting at the seams. I crawl into bed at night positive that seven hours until the next day begins is not enough. And it never is.
Vera is a whirlwind of amazing energy from 6:30AM until 8:30PM. Greg and I just shake our heads. What are we going to do when there’s a baby in the middle of all this?
Speaking of the baby, I’m eleven weeks now. I went for an ultrasound on Monday and was shocked to see how complete the little guy looks. She/he was so active, kicking and swimming and waving, even thought it’s only the size of a medium shrimp, my doctor said. All looks good so far. Vera sat beside me for the ultrasound but was more interested in the ultrasound wand probing into my belly than the image of her sibling on the screen. She talks to the baby every day though, gives it kisses and hugs and tells me what it’s doing. She’s sleeping! She’s playing with toys! She’s doing noni (nursing)! It’s quite amusing and I can’t help but wonder if maybe she’s right, like maybe she has some weird telepathy with the baby.
Anything seems possible these days.
Today a film crew came to the house and shot a book trailer for THE RULES OF INHERITANCE, mainly featuring me, but with a few segments featuring Greg and Vera too. I think it’s going to be a really great little video and I can’t wait to share it with you. I did my own hair and makeup, much to my relief, and got some funny shots of Vera this morning as she insisted on wearing hot rollers like me. I tried just putting one in her hair but she said, “I want lots, Mama.”
Oh, and a reminder: I’m reading at Stories Books & Cafe in Echo Park tomorrow night. And I’m totally nervous. Wish me luck!