About Writing on Wednesdays: Updates on To Touch A Unicorn and First Snowfall

Well, I’m here in Maryland and have been for nearly two weeks. I was supposed to go home last Friday but the car broke down in Virginia. Fortunately it was late in the afternoon so the heat wasn’t too bad for humans or dogs. Thank goodness because Rex has a hard time in very hot weather. Still, it was hot enough that he whined a bit.  As a matter of fact I whined, too. Belle Amie and Paul did pretty good. Hot, thirsty, and in Paul’s case very dirty from working on the car, we all survived.

The editor from Buzzy Mag contacted me last week while I was here in Maryland about To Touch A Unicorn. I have to admit I was a little intimidated and put off reading her comments until this week. But honestly? When I finally read them it wasn’t bad. Everything she pointed out was dead on and I have no problem with making the changes. My feelings are not hurt and it is a lot like working with Beta Readers. I love working on the story to make it a great read.

Diane and Terry both beta read First Snowfall for me and loved the story. They tell me it’s creepy. Yay! I finished the edits they suggested in the middle of the night this week. There was no else around except me, Rex and Belle Amie. My own story creeped me out. Belle Amie kept barking and shaking at nothing. I’m pretty sure I just made this story up in my head. Didn’t I? o_o

After the story marinates a few days I’ll read over it, during the day, and send it off to see if anyone wants to publish it. I’m crossing my fingers. Many thanks and much appreciation to Diane and Terry for their time, critiques and encouragement.

The sequel to To Touch A Unicorn is in the works. I had to trash most of it although I hope to salvage some scenes. The fact I was having such a hard time moving forward in the story should have been a big clue I was writing in the wrong direction. I like the new start better and hope to have the story finished soon. It may end up being a novella. I’ll find out once I sit down to plot a few scenes. I should have done that to begin with anyway. I do know better.

Moonfire is calling to me. You know? My writing has grown and I might just be ready to get back to that story and get her done. One thing I’ve realized is that I was trying to write to an agenda. There are certain elements in the story that make it easy to cross a line and sermonize instead of telling a great story. I have enough maturity as a writer now to recognize that fact and hopefully fix it.

 

 

Peace.

 

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The clip art used is from ClipartPal.

 

Irene’s Outer Bits

On Saturday, August 27, 2011 the most of Hurricane Irene we saw was her rear as she passed wind our way around 15-20 miles per hour.  It was the nicest end she had. There were some clouds that floated around looking dark and ominous bringing no rain.

This really isn’t a dramatic video of Hurricane Irene. Far from it. The most excitement in here is Lakota (the black cat), Shades (dilute tort) and some trash blowing around in the yard. You can hear Fox news in the background talking about the hurricane.

Please take this in the spirit it is meant, me playing with the camera and YouTube. Next step is to figure out how to edit along with any other cool thing I can find or do.

 Photos from Yahoo:

http://news.yahoo.com/photos/hurricane-irene-1314075193-slideshow/

http://news.yahoo.com/photos/irene-cleanup-could-take-days-along-east-coast-1314579675-slideshow/#crsl=%252Fphotos%252Firene-cleanup-could-take-days-along-east-coast-1314579675-slideshow%252Fnorth-carolinas-coastline-recovers-hurricane-20110828-184108-856.html

Photos from Fox news:

 

http://www.myfox8.com/news/wghp-photos-hurricane-irene-20110827,0,5891401.photogallery

http://www.foxnews.com/slideshow/world/2011/08/25/irene-leaves-damaged-property-fear-in-its-wake/#slide=1

 Peace.

 

 

 

Hurricane Irene Is Arriving

It will not affect us here in the Triad unless something changes drastically. Chances are extremely high that nothing will. About half the state will be affected to some degree, we’re about two counties away from where the least amount of rainfall is expected. No rain for us although we do need it.

I did check with Holly and as of this afternoon they did not expect to be affected by the storm where they are in Frederick, MD either.

My thoughts and prayers are with those, both animal and human, who are in the path of this nasty storm all along the eastern seaboard.

Map of NC, red dot is Randleman:

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Irene’s projected path is here.

Peace.

In Memory Of: Witchipoo

Far too young to die and yet she lost her life early on Friday morning, July 1, 2011. It was my decision to make and I did. Beloved friend, companion and cat. An awesome cat the vet told me. She really was.

“Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night til dawn my tears flow.” ~Murasaki Shikibu (The Tale of Genji)

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Freaky on Friday: Talking Dogs

My youngest daughter Tracey has an irritating habit of saying, “So?” On a regular basis I have to remind her that I don’t ‘sew’ and advise it’s really irritating when she does that. Most of the time she just does it to annoy me. I put up with it but it’s really going too far when the dog starts doing it.

Jade is our black lab. Technically Jade was a birthday gift to Tracey about six and a half years ago from my mother who also got Jade’s sister, Cheyenne, for herself.  Tracey potty trained her and suffered the dreaded cutting of the teeth that all dogs go through. Jade chewed through many an expensive item in Tracey’s room. 

That being said Jade belongs to all of us. I feed Jade the same time I feed my dog, Belle Amie (a mixed feist). If Tracey isn’t home then Jade spends her time with us and on occasion that means she sleeps with me and Paul at the foot of our bed. At times she’ll crawl up beside me just as I’m waking up to get her head and ears rubbed.

On this particular occasion Jade had crawled up beside me while Belle Amie stayed down by my feet. While I was rubbing her head Jade’s tail was whomping poor Belle Amie across the face. I said to Jade, “You’re tail is smacking Belle across the face.” I swear Jade’s mouth opened and what came out was, “So?”  It woke me up and freaked me out!

You’re right, you’re right it probably was the combination of me being half a sleep and a groan from Jade when I hit a good spot but still, it sounded pretty darn close. Freaky.

Resurrection

The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.  ~Robert Flat

Resurrection means rising from the dead or the revival of something old or unused. It can also mean recovery.

We are taught Christ died to save us from our sins. I am thankful for this sacrifice but there is more to it than that. His death and rising teaches that when you touch the bottom of life you can push-off and reach the surface again.  In the midst of such horror and despair there is positivity.

The little Chinese Water Dragon had its own resurrection this week so I think it appropriate to talk about it on today of all days. I don’t think God will mind.

When Tracey asked me if we could take the little dragon the key phrase she used was “Jane doesn’t have the money to feed her anymore.” Jane is not her real name but it’ll do. I knew there might be problems but I was totally unprepared for what came through my front door.

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A Bit of An Emergency

For Writers on Wednesdays is postponed due to an animal emergency. Tracey brought home an extremely ill Chinese Water Dragon. We are working on him or her. I can’t say the sex because there’s no way to tell. It’s so malnourished and dehydrated.

Poor thing. I can’t even describe its condition and the conditions it was living in.

I’m mad though. No living being should be treated this way. It’s animal cruelty plain and simple. The woman who had it did the first right thing for this poor creature by giving it up.

I don’t know if it will live or die but we will do our best for it.

Pray for it, please or send whatever blessings you will.

Peace.

Curio’s Past, Shhh.