And of course, since it was a live web chat, I had a mild panic attack about the fact that I look like a three week old cadaver on Skype or anything else where I have to sit in bad lighting and look down into my laptop. I spent more than a little time placing said laptop in front of various lamps and windows. The best spot was in the closet in my bedroom (very soft lighting) but since the wi-fi kept cutting out up there, I had to come back down and deal with the shadows and the cruel lines on my face.
Eventually I settled for a spot right in front of a big window with full sunlight coming in. Not wanting to look down at the laptop (am I the only one whose face goes weird at that angle?), I placed it on a pile of Xbox cases and hoped that no one walked past the house with a barking dog. Reminded me of the first radio interview I ever did - locked in the closet in my daughter's room!
Anyway, they didn't call back, which is not uncommon. I understand the world of journalism moves at a crazy pace, and they probably found someone with a few more credentials on the subject. Not a problem. It'd be nice if they had let me know at some point. I did end up planning my whole day around the thing. Sigh.
However, I spent some time playing around with Photo booth on my Mac. For ladies "of a certain age" some of the effects you can use are just perfect. I might have to walk around in a pencil haze from now on.
