I was in the United States most of last week (at my reunion) but I didn’t stop working. While a reunion may not seem like the most ideal situation for a medical writer – it’s actually a great opportunity to talk to people and get their opinions about health care, medicine and surgery. After the first few minutes of catching up – talk naturally turns to everyday life, and for many of us – ‘everyday life’ involves worrying about the health of our families.. Also, many of my classmates – and old friends have been some of my biggest supporters of the blog (and my other work) so it was good to get some critical feedback.
The book is coming along – almost continuous writing at this point. While I (always!) want more interviews with more surgeons, I am now at the point where I am filling in some gaps – talking about the city of Mexicali itself. So I am visiting museums, archives, and talking to residents about Mexicali so I can provide a more complete picture to readers. Right now, I would really like some information about 1920’s -30’s Mexicali – I can find a lot of interesting stuff about Tijuana, but Mexicali is proving more elusive.
It’s a bit of a change from my usual research – finding out about decades old scandals (even local haunted houses), visiting restaurants and nightclubs, but it’s been a lot of fun., even if it seems frivolous or silly at times. I hope readers enjoy this glimpse into Mexicali’s rich history as much as I have.
Finished the cover – which to me, is critical at this point. (I use the cover to inspire me when it comes to the less than thrilling stage of copy editing) so I am posting an image here.
Meeting with an architect later this week – to learn about, and write about some of the variety of styles here in Mexicali. (There is such a surprising array – I thought it would be nice for readers to have a chance to know a bit more.)
Now there’s one house I’ve dubbed “Mexicali’s Graceland.” I don’t know why Graceland comes to mind every time I go past this home (it looks nothing like Elvis’ home in Memphis) but the term has stuck. I am hoping to get some of the history on this house because it just looks like a place where even the walls have stories to tell.
The pictures aren’t the most flattering – but I’ll post one so you can tell me what you think. (It’s actually far more lovely in person – with the contrast between the pink walls and the white scrollwork, as well as some of the more classic design features.) I guess my imagination tends to run away with me – with images of grandeur and elegant ladies sipping champagne in the marbled halls of the past – but then – most of my usual writing is technical in nature, so I have few outlets for my creativity.
Meeting with my co-writer today to go back to the archives..