The Coming Fall…

fall-foliage-leavesThe gentle breezes turn turbulent now, perhaps even more tumultuous than the beauteous colours exploding in slow motion all around.  I feel the change within, feel my new shades blossoming throughout my veins.  The uniformity of summer breaks away in creative bursts of transformation.  And I am now – once more – unique.

Tomorrow, I shall dance and play with the Wind.  His daring swirls and rapid twists are an exhilarating show, a show that reveals to the world all of my hidden hues.  And when I dance with him, I’ll once more be free.  And with that freedom, I will fly!

Inspired by the following writing prompt — “You are a leaf and fall has started.  Explain how you feel about this.”  Prompt from The Writer’s Circle.

Parallel Universes – A Random (Creative) Thought

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You know those times when you’re having a conversation, and instead of saying the word you’re thinking, you say something completely random.  And I don’t just mean the opposite of what you meant.

Well, what if, when not we’re thinking too hard about the words coming out of our mouths, we say ‘banana’ but actually intended to say ‘kitchen’?  Could it be that there is some tenuous connection between this world and a parallel one resulting in our words getting mixed up on the wrong plain?

I mentioned this to my husband, Rich – who is a scientist – of course he said that something like that would be ‘difficult to prove’.  Now, I’m not a ‘scientician’ (as I like to call it).  And I know that something like this would be impossible to prove with our limited knowledge (never mind the theory of parallel worlds not yet being proven… c’mon Hadron Collider).  But however improbable, is it not possible?

What if our brains are somehow tuned to our ‘next door’ brains?

Rich asked me why I thought the brain would have anything to do with it.  Why not?  There is so little we know about it.  If we’re presumably only using like 10% of it, what’s the other 90% doing?  Maybe when we’re off our guard some momentary connection is made.  Now, usually when this happens, it just provides a source of comic relief, but it can also be seen as a potential indicator of a mental problem (if occurring at a high frequency).

In any event, it seemed like an interesting hypothesis to me (the non-scientist).  And certainly an interesting idea from a literary point of view.  In one of my future novels, I have a character who will have the ability to open other dimensions, I’m thinking I just may have to incorporate this idea somehow… could prove to add an interesting element to the bike… I mean, story.

Pain in the “A”!

The editing process has officially begun!

My NaNoWriMo novel, A Twist of Fates, is just beginning the exciting adventure of editing.  As I have mentioned, when I started writing this novel I did so with little more than an idea, so I wouldn’t get bogged down in the details.

And so now I’m starting by going backward.

Before I even open my novel for it’s first read through, I’ve decided to start by writing out the background details, character descriptions, etc. in order to have tangible details to add, and ideas for better pictorial description.

So here’s the thing – there’s always a ‘thing’ – some of what I’m missing in my original draft are names for characters. Names are fun, right?

Sure…if you don’t put an ‘a’ at the end of every single one of them!

Now, I am Canadian, so perhaps there’s a little more leeway in my excessive use of ‘eh’, but at some point it just looks like I haven’t tried hard enough.  For some reason, almost every fantasy name sounds better with an ‘a’ at the end.  It’s like the perfect ending to a beautiful song…but now the composer is stealing from himself and it sounds just a little bit too familiar to everyone else…  *cough* John Williams *cough*

Sigh, a writer’s lot I suppose.  Now I’m off to tackle this mole-hill… after all, it is the mountain that awaits!

Meditation: 2nd Attempt

A few years ago, I was back home in Toronto and I was out walking with my husband.  He decided he wanted to go find the shoe tree that was along our route down by the Humber River.  At that particular moment, I didn’t much feel like wandering through the brush, so I opted to sit by the river instead.

As I sat there alone listening to the river and the gentle breeze I simply breathed consciously.  It was a temperate summer day and was very comfortable.  The clean air filled me and surrounded me.  I became so caught up in nothingness that I managed to attract a lovely blue damselfly who chose me as his/her perch.  It landed right on my left hand and seemingly stared at me for a long while.

It was a very peaceful moment that I’ve been missing for some time.

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Recently, I’ve been gearing up to start editing my book from NaNoWriMo and have felt the need to shut down the constant assault of thought.

Now it’s near impossible to get pure silence (or a nature-infused one) around here.  There’s a car wash that moved in next door, ticking clocks, dogs barking, stomping elephantine neighbours upstairs, and the radiator hissing intermittently.  So, constant noise.

But despite all that I gave meditation a go today.

I set an alarm for 5 minutes as a friend of mine suggested and just breathed.

The result?

Well, the first two minutes seemed to go by no problem without thought,  then the waves began.  I could no longer shut out the tick-tock of the clock.  But I brought it back and focussed on my breathing…

I wonder how people manage this regularly with a stuffed nose?  Stop it, back to breathing.

*Tamagotchi goes off.*  Stop it, back to breathing.

*Dog starts barking next door.*  Oh for crying out loud!  Stop it, back to breathing.

You know, I could write a blog about this…  Stop it, back to breathing.

I wonder how much longer.  Stop it, back to breathing.

But who gives a rat’s arse about me trying to meditate, I don’t want to seem like one of ‘those people.’  Stop it, back to breathing.

Breathing.

*Timer goes off.*  Hmm, I guess we’re done.

Was peace of mind achieved… not so much.  But at least it was comical.

And HEY LOOK, I’m writing!  Mission accomplished.

Happy Sunday!!

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Photo Credit: Common Blue Damselfly

I’m a Winner!!!

I did it!  I won the NaNoWriMo Superbowl with a 50,004 word Touch Down!!!  <TD Dance>

Winner-2014-Web-BannerThank you everyone for your support!  This was my first year, and I wasn’t sure if I could do it, but BAM I did!

1/5th Done!

Woo-hoo!  I’m still making progress on my NaNoWriMo novel!  10,100 words as of the end of today’s writing session.  A nice round number and a nifty digital badge to go with it.

I just love the feeling I get as I watch my word count go up!

And that brings us to today’s WriMo Problems pictorial:

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10,000 down, 40,000 to go!  Let’s DO this!

WriMo Problems # 2

For me, this will be a major problem.  Sometimes when I get stuck in my story I start to think to myself, Hey!  I can always catch up tomorrow…interesting how easy it is to lie to ourselves, isn’t it.

And, if at some point I write ahead of myself, I know I’ll be taking a few days off…and that would be a killer.

No excuses, just keep on pluggin’!

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