Author: Stacy Horn

I’ll be glued to the Olympics for the duration. But it’s just so frustrating how limited the coverage is here. All the focus is on the American athletes, which I understand, but in some cases they don’t even show the others. It’s insane. I wanted to see the Japanese gymnasts for instance, and all we got was a few seconds of Kohei Uchimura falling. Fucking insane.

Swimming is my favorite to watch, probably because I feel more connected to it because it’s something I do, but also because they’re forced to show all the other competitors. I want to see everyone, damnit. It was exciting seeing Katinka Hosszu break a world record. It was exciting seeing the Campbell sisters kick butt.

Basically, I’m rooting for everyone. Everyone has worked hard, everyone wants to win, so let the best people win, whoever they are, wherever they come from.

I saw these taped to a door in my neighborhood. I think I’ve passed these by about a half a million times and I always thought they were construction notices. It’s the Constitution. It’s funny how they taped a fresh one up, but left the old and tattered one still there.

I came in third. Out of THREE. Only three people were competing in my division! Ha. That said, I gave it my all, and even though I would have come in third no matter what I swam, I managed to swim 35 miles which is better than I did last year. So, it’s still an accomplishment! Yay me! Third place!! Woohoo!

A young man playing piano at the corner of Bleecker and Christopher. That southeast corner is depressing. Nothing has been in that storefront for many years, and that scaffolding has been up for years as well. I think I have a picture of that corner on this blog somewhere, taken years ago. I would like to try to find it to compare.

I signed up to sing with the choir at the Mostly Mozart festival premiere of David Lang’s The Public Domain. Our performance is Saturday, August 13, at 5pm. GO. If you are in New York.

At the first rehearsals, I didn’t quite get it, or fall in love with the piece. The way it’s composed, it’s going to be five groups of around two hundred singers. Within each of those groups are five subgroups. Each group of two hundred singers rehearses alone, so until it’s all put together, it’s hard to get a sense of it. It’s like being one instrument section in a symphony rehearsing without the other sections. Kinda.

There’s also choreography (Annie-B Parson is the choreographer). Last night we put the piece together as it’s going to happen with our one group and our five subgroups. I could see for the first time what this was going to look and sound like when everyone is together.

It’s going to be insane, and, I’m pretty sure, great. If nothing else you will see something you’ve never seen before and it should be quite a spectacle. It’s both art and theatre, and you can walk right into it. I highly recommend doing just that. I’m guessing it will be very freaky to be in the middle of something like this when you have no idea what is happening or will happen, but go for it. I’m doing it because it’s one of those once-in-a-lifetime experiences, and the audience can make it that for themselves too.

Here’s my suggestion. Get there before five and sit around the fountain. You’ll be right in the thick of it.

We’re being conducted by Simon Halsey, Choral Director of the London Symphony Orchestra, and I stupidly didn’t think to take pictures until the end of the night (that’s him in the picture below). I will be sure to take pictures next week, when we join with another group of 200 singers to put together the piece again. This time it should be even closer to what will happen on Saturday.

I went to the library at John Jay College yesterday to copy 295 pages of a trial transcript. Mother of God, that was tedious. The frustrating thing is, I may not use any of it! The criminal is William McGlory, and he’s already been written about, probably because there is a wealth of material out there about him, like these trial transcripts. And with so many criminals to choose from, I think I should select people who are more unknown.

John Jay doesn’t have the newest microfilm readers, but their set-up was nonetheless pretty sweet. The microfilm reader is on the top right, which was hooked up to the computer on the left, which was making the pdf of the pages for me. It was agonizingly slow, but it’s so much better to have a pdf. (I stupidly left for John Jay without eating breakfast or lunch and it took me hours.) The computer on the bottom right is my laptop, and you can see I was checking the recent polls for the election.

“The more television you watch, the greater your risk for a fatal blood clot, according to a new study.” The full article/post here.

I just binge watched Stranger Things. I was up until 3 in the morning. Thank you, Duffer brothers and everyone involved. The whole thing just made me happy. Also, thank you everyone involved in making Preacher and Brain Dead. The number of incredibly talented people out there working, and I get to benefit, except for the fatal blood clot thing, just blows my mind. It made me want to try developing a tv show again myself, except I have to finish this book first and I would like to see if I can write a great book which becomes a best seller, at least once in my life, God damnit.

I love walking through this underpass on my way to the library at the New York Academy of Medicine. I almost wrote the Academy of Music, where I went to concerts in my youth, long gone (it became the Palladium, and was later demolished by NYU).