I got a pile of writing done while we were in Las Vegas last week. My husband had a conference there so I had the hotel room to myself for four days running. I’m up to 7000+ words and the whole chapter book can be no more than 10,000. I haven’t had a chance to work on it since we got back but am chomping to get back to it.
Why do people like Las Vegas? I don’t gamble and don’t understand the allure of gambling. I don’t smoke either, and in fact I’m allergic to tobacco. Las Vegas is so smoky and loud and overwhelming in commercial crassness. We wanted to take in some shows, so we saw Zumanity and the Blue Man Group. Zumanity is a Cirque du Soliel show and we were looking forward to breathtaking acrobatics. There was very little of that. Mostly, it was muscular guys in sequinned jock straps or merry widows and black net stockings and nearly naked women simulating sex. I don’t have a problem with nudity or sex but I do have a problem with lack of creativity and pandering to the lowest common denominator and a lack of acrobatics in a show that’s supposed to be acrobatics. If I want to see simulated sex, I’ll read my spam.
The Blue Man Group was better. Very funny and odd and smarter.