Sunday was crisp and clean and sunny at the art show down by the beach. And very cold in the shade. I was in the shade. I’m in California precisely to not be in the shade. My poor little fingers and my poor little toes were just … poor and little and frozen.
I retreated, a yard at a time, from my cold, cold booth to the spots of sun that also kept moving away a yard at a time. I was not alone in my shivery-ness. My neighbors were moving, too, and we soon discovered that a couple of them were in possession of a jewel. A heater would have been good, but no. No, this was a crossword puzzle. A hard one.
I haven’t done them in a long time, but I used to do the NY Times crossword kind of obsessively. Many, many classes were skipped, sacrificed to those little squares. It’s one of the distinguishing characteristics of my monsters; they, too, love crossword puzzles.
At first, it was casual. We did, after all, have to return to our spots when people stopped by. But my booth. The shade. Cold. Soooo much cold. And I was completely visible to anyone who needed me. I just gave in. And so did everyone else. It was Crossword Puzzle Party Time!
Maybe there are crossword people who are very serious, who will not stand for any playing around with possible answers on the way to getting the right one. Our group was the opposite. There are about nine million ways to have fun, but if I were picking favorites, it would be playing with people who can play with words and ideas and laugh at themselves when things go terribly wrong.
A hard crossword puzzle can get you in that condition pretty quickly
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I might have kept writing to give the above some – oh, I don’t know. Closure? Ha. (Or I might not have.) -except, right there ^^, right where I stopped, I got an email.
It was a note from a very nice man. He’d been all over internet land trying to find me. A dogged detective was he. He’d been at the show, at my booth, in the shade and the cold with his wife, loving my work and finding themselves growing very fond of one of my shadowboxes.
I, however, wasn’t there.
Of course I wasn’t. I was doing a crossword puzzle.