Maebius Musing

The whole idea of NaNoWriMo is quite interesting. Write 50,000 words in one month.

I’m not sure I can make it due to work schedules and kid-time after work. Heck, even World of Warcraft is being put aside other than a token hour every few days, in the stress and hassle of coming up with some excuse for Not Writing.

And I think, last night, I figured out my stress. I wanted to Write a Story. I have this Plot that is forming in my brain that twists off into the future, but is not yet Written. When I sit down to type, I agonize over where to lead the current story down to that half-conceived path. I start to think in short cuts and skip to the juicy parts in my head, and thus am not really writing anything but cliche over-dramatic prose.

But last night, I realized the goal was NOT to write a 50,000 word tale of grandeur and epic award-winning novel. It was to WRITE FIFTY-THOUSAND words. It does not have to be perfect. It does not need to be coherent in any deep philosophical way….yet. It DOES need to be put down in word-form though. Editing and clean up for proper grammar and such can wait until next month. November is to Write…

It’s an interesting lesson. and now that I’ve pondered it…I am going to stop blog-posting this entry, and start continuing that story-thing I’m creating.

See you at the Full Moon!

((PS: my personal goal is 20,000 words. I’m about a tenth of the way there, and a third of the way through the month already. Wish me luck!))

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Well, this month will be rather spartan with the Blog posts, but I wanted to post a picture that Summer is officially over here in upstate, NY. Yes, that is snow in our yard, taken this morning, November 8th, 2007.

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NaNoWriMo is more of a pain than I envisioned, but in one way is kinda neat. I just need to get the time set aside to actually write things. I have ideas now, it’s just finding a block of time that is NOT after 10pm to sit and type it out. I have penciled a few things at work on tablets, but more sentence fragments and ideas than actual Writing Words. (though I have another 865 words done today so far, not including this blog entry!)
For your viewing enjoyment, here are some random pictures….

Firstly, the roadkill bird we had for lunch on Saturday. Delivered fresh right to our driveay as I was outside cleaning up the porch. This represents Maebius’ first ever attempt to prepare from-whole a wild game animal. It was a rather interesting learning experience in anatomy and such. Tasted pretty good, though a bit dry and tough. Learned afterwards a better way to cook such things…

Lastly, we had friends come up from PA to visit for my birthday (I am 33 now, yay!) which is one BIG reason I’m behind on NaNoWriMo since my computer is in the “spare room” they slept in. Here is a cute pic of my boy and theirs watching TV.
Enjoy!

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A post for the season, about ancestors I knew well….
I remember driving for what felt like hours(30-45 minutes), through the Big Tunnel, to the river where my great grandparents owned a cabin in Peach Bottom, Pa. I remember splashing in the river, hearing the exploits of my older relatives being impossibly ‘younger’ who swam the breadth of the Susquehanna. Continue Reading »

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I decided November, as part of my 33rd Birthday “do something different” and rededication to Druidic studies DAILY, I have joined the crazy world of novel writing. NaNoWriMo.

I do not really have a plot, I do not have a story. but I do have an image that cropped up three times now in various meditations on unrelated topics, and as I put e-pen to e-paper to type some random thing in my profile there, the image came back with a clear first few words…..Suddenly, a path of plot stretches out before my mind. Unfocused and hazy, and really only enough for a full two pages or so, but it’s a start.

And what starts, is already halfway to completion in a certain sense….so, I am writing a novel. wish me luck!!

Here’s what popped into my head. An image of a cave, similar to that I saw on a hike in New Hampshire (Nettle knows which one I mean), though larger and without the hidden alcove above…. A natural stone pedestal (broken Stalagmite?) hollowed out and full of burning campwood, re-fed by the locals daily, and surrounded by dancers vis-a-Starwood.

And eyes watching from the sidelines. The Patient. Always watching, never dancing with the others…old as the cave itself.

Got your interest piqued?!

For as long as they could remember, the flames had danced and leapt along the cavern walls. The Patient sat, for longer still, beyond the memory of those who danced, his eyes turning now to the firelight flicker, now to the shadowy depths. But it was always thus, Dancers, Doctors, and the Patient…

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Just a few quick updates on life, while we prepare for Halloween and such…

Mrs Maebius had expressed interest in getting her motorcycle-class license to drive a 2-wheeled wonder around the streets and highways of New York. This week, she took solid steps towards making that a reality. Continue Reading »

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I’m not sure of the actual terms of this specific concept, not being an erudite literary scholar, (Nettle, any help here? *wink*), but I refer in this post to the concept of making the audience of a book/movie feel the same emotions as the characters are going through.

Case in point, the book Harry potter and the Deathly Hallows. I’ll discuss more details below, but in summary, the “camping scene” I hear many folks thought it was the most boring part of the book. I agree, but boring does not equal bad. You were bored, just like the characters…Brilliant, I say!
(potential minor plot spoiler after the break)…. Continue Reading »

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