A line from my novel…
“It’s like putting tomato sauce on potatoes when all we have is chicken for dinner…..”
“‘Charles’ is talking to the ocean again.”
Reality? While out on my walk today with my son, I asked him this: “What is wind anyways?”
Eh. Probably just the start of many rhetorical questions to come between him and I.
A few years ago, I decided to stop and have a tarot card reading. Now that I am getting this novel together, there have been many different people pushing me to post it-some I know and others I don’t. So…here you guys go!
first card: SEAS. Cleansing, 5 frogs on a lily pad
second card: EARTH. Ace manifestation. Work well together? Don’t ?
third card: ECSTATIC UNION. Acceptance and reverse
fourth card: CRONE VISIONARY. (Wind). I see things as they are.
THE FOOL (the middle card). Not a “fool” more introspective.
FUTURE (POST CURRENT)
card one: CARD OF DEATH IN REVERSE. Something good born in the near future
card two: WISE WOMAN. Sees the future and the past. * sees other peoples intentions *
card three: FIRE CARD. Forgiveness.
Card four: WIND. Child conscious. Not naive/ trusting*
hope everyone had a good Father’s Day 🙂 I plan on struggling through the boring details, grammatical errors, structure, format and order this week! Promise 😉
I have two advanced degrees: a Bachelor of Science in the physical sciences and a Masters in a social science. After those 4 years of lots of math, physics and all the other coursework dealing with integrating science and technology, I worked for roughly six years in laboratory science-biotech and environmental mainly. For me it was a dramatic move into graduate school for Library and Information science.
The most difficult part of graduate school the first year was remembering that I could write at all after years of lab reports. I did pretty well once I got into it. I was always good at reading and writing.
Now, Six years after graduate school, I finally have the time to compile this “original piece of work” I have been working on for the last five years in between all the dead-end jobs I have held. It’s definitely fiction and I am labeling it as a manuscript(I think that’s the correct term), but I suppose it will eventually be a novel. Published or not, I am in search of a sense of accomplishment.
Look for my next blog/entry about dialogue.
Promise to any of you readers, blog followers or supportive friends: I won’t be posting that much of my artwork. However, I would like to mention how supportive my husband has been through all of this. He knows of my previous anger issues, so here’s a couple pieces I drew with a fist in the air.
Better a fist on paper than to have mine go crashing through a wall or a window.
I have had to resort to making analogies a few times over the last 4-5 years that I have been putting this original work of mine together. Lucky for me I didn’t have to make it up on the fly-already had it, handwritten on one of my hand written thesaurus cheat sheets.
SO…all I can do is vent now. Vent about what I did during those times when writing was not possible. Here’s one of a handful of sketches I completed during the five year span it took me to compile my original piece of work. Oh how I do hate making analogies for myself.