Three Days ‘Til NaNoWriMo

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I’m starting to get excited! I find myself thinking up plotlines when I lie down to nap. One ironic thing is that I’ve started having ideas about other stories as well! Not new ones, but continuation of old ones.

Some info on the title: it comes from a poem by James Fletcher:

The Gates of Damascus

Four great gates has the city of Damascus
And four Great Wardens, on their spears reclining,
All day long stand like tall stone men
And sleep on the towers when the moon is shining.

This is the song of the East Gate Warden
When he locks the great gate and smokes in his garden.

Postern of Fate, the Desert Gate, Disaster’s Cavern, Fort of Fear,
The Portal of Baghdad am I, and Doorway of Diarbekir.

The Persian Dawn with new desires may net the flushing mountain spires:
But my gaunt buttress still rejects the suppliance of those mellow fires.

Pass not beneath, O Caravan, or pass not singing. Have you heard
That silence where the birds are dead yet something pipeth like a bird?

My interpretation regarding the story is that the last line refers to the state of North America when the story begins. But there is still hope; this is the sound of the bird, which they can hold onto.in the midst of everything.

Four days until NaNoWriMo!

We’re getting down to the nitty gritty now! I’m still outlining my novel and collecting information that is pertinent, i.e. what does the Texas-Mexico border look like. And I made a cover. I’m not especially happy with it, and may change it later, but according to the folks at NaNoWriMo, participants who make a cover are 60% more likely to complete their 50K words. And I need all the help I can get!

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What it’s like to be a Christian

My mom sent me this today and I liked it so much, I decided to share it here!

 


A woman was asked by a coworker,
‘What is it like to be a Christian?’

The coworker replied, ‘It is like being a pumpkin.

God picks you from the patch, brings you in,
and washes all the dirt off of you.
Then He cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff.
He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, and greed.
Then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light
inside of you to shine for all the world to see.’

This was passed on to me by another pumpkin.

Now it’s your turn to pass it to other pumpkins.

NaNoWriMo 2014

Yes, I’m giving it another go this year! I’m not sure how many years since I last tried, but I remember there was one time I actually wrote one chapter. It was “The Misanthropic, Xenophobic, World-Savers Travel Club,” and the first chapter was about an epidemic and it explains how the club started. I’ve never really gotten farther than that, though I did do a bit on the 2nd chapter.

This year I’ve titled it “Yet Something Pipeth Like a Bird” which is a quote from a poem. It starts as a dystopian story in which a lot of things in the (former) United States have gone terribly wrong, some of which are natural events or accidents and others that were intentionally caused by people.

There are several “main” characters who live in different areas and face a variety of challenges, but by the end they are brought together and somehow (I haven’t figured this part out yet) they start a change which will lead to recovery and improved quality of life.

I still have almost 2 weeks in which to plan before time to start writing. I have some paid assignments I’m working on, but not so many that I have no time to write my own stories.

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Prompt: “Curiosity Suffers” using concrete terms (note: this is pure imagination, not based on reality)

Curiosity suffers whether it is satisfied or not. It starts with a burning around the eyes, an emptiness in the stomach, impatient anxiety in the limbs. These continue and grow if curiosity is not satisfied, and eventually the vacuum produced by frustration implodes the mind and body of the sufferer.

If curiosity is satisfied — although it can never be fully satisfied, because there is always something else worthy of curiosity — the emptiness starts to be filled, the burning eyes subside, but now the acceleration button has been tripped. With each new piece of information, the heart speeds up, respiration becomes more shallow and more frequent, blood vessels dilate, causing red spots on the cheeks. Adrenalin runs wild, and the person begins to feel capable of anything. “If I learn this — and this — and that, I will be powerful, and I can do anything!”

This is not true, but it is believed until the moment when, again, the system becomes overwhelmed and collapses in upon itself with exhaustion and, often, disillusionment. A hard fall, they say, is all the more potent the higher the person rises in their own estimation. It’s the “Tree of Knowledge” syndrome.

“Curiosity killed the cat” — that’s going a bit too far. But she will certainly suffer.

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A Movie and Dinner

Yesterday we went to see the new movie “The 5th Estate” then to eat at a Mexican restaurant nearby. I enjoyed the movie, not so much that I would want to see it repeatedly (like I do with some movies), but for this once. It was about WikiLeaks and its founder, Julian Assange. I never knew very much about the situation before now, so this cleared up some questions for me.

Of course, I know that it wasn’t a documentary, even though it was based on two books that explained what happened. For one thing, Assange didn’t get a chance to tell his side of the story. The movie portrayed him as idealistic, courageous, and heroic, as well as egotistical, arrogant, and power-hungry. A nice blend there, but the negatives seemed to prevail as the movie neared its end. I’ve heard that Assange is not happy with the movie, and I think I understand why.

How would you feel if someone made a movie of all or part of your life? Who would you pick to play yourself?

Happy Fall Equinox!

Today is the first day of fall in the Northern Hemisphere — the fall or autumnal equinox, when the sun crosses the equator, with day and night approximately the same length. Fall is my FAVORITE season! I love the cooler temperatures (I hate the heat — sometimes I wonder why I’m living in Texas), the colors of the trees, and the promise of winter. Fall foods such as pumpkins, butternut and other types of squash are delicious. In some ways, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday because it has not been as commercialized as most of the other holidays.

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Click here for an article about fall with some interesting and amusing photos!

Introducing Inner Lives Quarterly

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Inner Lives Quarterly (ILQ) is an ezine published 4 times a year featuring short stories, poems, art and non-fiction about mental health issues. Recovery from mental illness is a prominent topic, but we won’t ignore the suffering and struggles that happen along the way. Optimism is nice, but realism is best.

Authors will be individuals who have experienced mental health issues and who use writing and art to convey what it is like to live in their heads. All submissions should have this as their primary focus: what is it like to be you? Although mental illness is part of who you are, it is not the totality of your personality, and your work will reflect this fact.

Our mission is twofold. First, we want to get your experiences of life out into the world so that others with similar experiences will realize they are not alone. Many of us, particularly those who have lived in rural areas, know what it is like to have no one nearby who understands how we think and feel. Our hope is that Inner Lives Quarterly can help people who are feeling very alone and oftentimes, inferior.

Second, we want to help those who care about us to understand us better. Some individuals with mental health issues are not writers or artists, but through this publication and the writing and art it contains, they can share some of what they feel with people around them. Also, the varied nature of the writing and art will make it more likely that something will speak to those near us.

Are you interested in writing or contributing art for Inner Lives? Click here for more details on how and what to submit!

Yes I am… a Trekkie!

This weekend I visited my daughter, her friend & friend’s son, all of whom are Trek fans just like me, and we had a marathon weekend with episodes & movies from TOS to Enterprise. I hadn’t seen the 2 latest movies, so I particularly enjoyed those (although I now have some confusion about what happened when — I’ll just have to watch them again, right?).

But the coolest thing about the weekend is that we ate Trek-inspired food! Erin & Linda looked online and found recipes for a bunch of tasty morsels, many of which were healthy too. Even the Klingon “gagh,” also known as blood worms, was delicious. I do wonder though why they were blue. Is there some race I don’t know about that has blue blood?

Here are some pictures from our feast:

the menu

the menu

attractive display of food

attractive display of food

me eating a blood worm!

me eating a blood worm!

Linda drinking Romulan ale

Linda drinking Romulan ale

Erin with colorful Trek food

Erin with colorful Trek food

Eric eating a red-shirt cookie (the red-shirts always die!)

Eric eating a red-shirt cookie (the red-shirts always die!)

Vulcan plomeek soup

Vulcan plomeek soup

algae puffs

algae puffs

Klingon Heart of Targ

Klingon Heart of Targ

Q's truffles

Q’s truffles

Klingon gagh!

Klingon gagh!

They really do look like worms, don’t they? But these are only jello. I think the writers named it “gagh” because it would make a human “gag,” LOL.