Stacy Horn

I took a quick shot of a dog walker and then noticed I had walked into a film set …

It was for Blue Bloods, which I actually enjoy although the writing for Tom Selleck’s character, Police Commissioner Frank Reagan, got weird a while back. It got weird for the whole show really. There’s an unpleasant undercurrent I no longer like. Thankfully, it’s faint.

I noticed Limitless, another show I enjoy, is about to film in my neighborhood, except I didn’t note the day. Hopefully not today because it’s SNOWING! YAY!

I’m trying to catch up on my email, and I just read an email from Scott Johnson, the founder of World Singing Day, and so I went to their website.

I watched the video below, and quite honestly, I thought at first that it was going to be … sentimental. And it was, but in the best possible way. It reminded me of Where the Hell is Matt? for singers. I teared up. It’s really quite charming and worth watching.

The next World Singing Day is October 22. Thank you Scott and everyone who helps and participates. It’s a wonderful thing that you’ve created, and I hope you have a great day in October!

I am so stressed out today. I’m dealing with lots of financial issues at the same time that I’m coordinating an Echo move which always freaks me out and also involves financial issues, AND I have a root canal tomorrow.

Hopefully I will be feeling a lot better after choir, when I come home to this guy and Bleeck. We’ll all curl up with the tv and not give our money issues another thought.

I did this 30 day mental challenge last month, only positive thoughts for 30 days (the challenge came from author and editor Mitch Horowitz). I know some people hate this sort of thing, and I have learned it’s better to acknowledge your bad feelings. But sometimes they become a habit that is not useful.

I couldn’t stop negative thoughts from occurring of course, but I was able to do something—at times when I noticed I was thinking negatively I was able to stop from dwelling on whatever thought I was having. At the best of times I’d see how the negative thought was wrong. I’d argue with myself for a second about whatever thought it was, ie, “What’s so hate-able about you??” And I’d think of a few things about myself that didn’t suck, and by the time I was done I was thinking about my book, or tv, or something else.

It didn’t make my month momentously different, but it was an improvement, and improvements don’t suck. In fact, they seem rarer as I get older, so yay!

I took this picture because I liked the colors.

My apartment building from across the street. My apartment is the lit-up one on the top left. I can see my amoire in the window on the left. That is also where I sit at my desk and write every day. That’s a hanging plant in the window on the right. I like that my windows are the brightest. Oh wow, I’m also the one who doesn’t draw their shades. There’s only one other window without the shades drawn! I would hate to have the shades drawn all the time.

I figure since I’m on the top floor I have some privacy, no one can really see me. At most they’d seem my tiny head as I work at my desk.