Julia Park Tracey

It’s done. Yahoo. Thank the Buddha. I really was looking forward to it — but now that it’s over, even more so. I worked my fingers off to get this event together — Lesson 1: Ask for help. I didn’t ask for enough help and found myself baking like nobody’s bidness all Thurs and Fri because the cheerleader team had a game Saturday and it was too late to get someone else to fill in. Ack, ack, ack. But I baked like the Pillsbury Doughboy: pineapple scones, blueberry scones, cranberry-corn muffins, banana bread, banana muffins, blueberry muffins, 6 kinds of cookies (slice and bake, easy!), a cinnamon-currant yeast bread, honey-oat…

I’m on my way to bed, having spent the evening printing, wrapping and baking for Saturday. Big news today was the death of a local teen who was killed in the park last night after trick or treat — the same park where I dropped my daughter to meet friends for trick or treat. The same place we go every Friday for softball. It’s too close to the bone, for all of us. Last night, another late night getting ready — and a busy day today. 36 hrs to go. Lots to do tomorrow but we may just make it. We may. Tomorrow — printing, photocopies, set up exhibits of…

…and it is I. This press release went out all over the world today, with this loverly photo. Alameda Sun Names PublisherFounding editor returns as publisher, exec editorALAMEDA, CA: The Alameda Sun and its parent corporation, Stellar Media Group, Inc., have named Julia Park Tracey as publisher and executive editor of the newspaper. Tracey will also oversee book publishing, business development and marketing, event management and community outreach. Tracey is the founding editor of the Alameda Sun and is also one of the owners of the publishing company. “We are glad to have Julia back at the helm,” said Eric Turowski, CEO and general manager of the Sun. “She brings…

Back into the real world, despite my second bad cold of the season (which started Sept 1 for me, I think), and a case of itchies in all the raw places (inside elbows, behind knees, inside wrists, back of neck, lower side-back, throat under ears…lovely). I ended up missing Sunday-Wednesday, a half-week right in the deathmarch before Literati, and ack, ack, ack, I am on the verge of panic. But who cares? It will be OK. Right? Right? Movies watched = zero. I’ve seen most of them and couldn’t get inspired enough to re-watch anything, not even Jane Austen. Books read = Desire of the Everlasting Hills by Thomas Cahill;…

…yet again. Ana has had strep and I thought I had it but the doc says no, just another cold. Fabulous… movies watched = zero episodes of CSI = about 7, I think sports watched [it was on, the Man was watching, I was slipping in and out of consciousness] = parts of Sunday Night Football, the Whoozits vs the Whatzits (you couldn’t pay me to remember, kind of out of it. But the Whoozits won, I think.) Game 7 of Cleveland vs Red Sox, and I did see the last home run and final inning. Red Sox. [halfhearted cheer…..zzzzzz] books read = almost finished The Desire of the Everlasting…