Unraveling the Mystery Writing

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So this year for NaNoWriMo, my story idea, which popped in my head while I was shelving books at the library, is a Fantasy/Mystery.

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Now, I’ve never written a Mystery before. In fact, since I generally like to just start writing without planning anything and then figure it out as I go, I was intimidated by the idea. ‘I can’t write mysteries,’ I told myself.

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But here I had this golden idea. I decided to plan some beforehand and give it a try! Face a challenge, get out of a rut, kick it up, and so on. I just wrote two chapters and feel fine about how they sound.

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So here I am with chapter three staring at me in the face. Uh… nothing. Oh! I should introduce a Red Herring-Daring-Do! Today is officially ‘Red Herring’ day, and wondering how to go about this.

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I suddenly understand why the great mystery writers tend to center their stories in a mansion, or a train, or a cruise ship. Because this allows for a convenient bank of familiar faces, from which the author can draw from to choose red herrings!

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Woe is me! Oh, what have I done to myself!!!

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Terrific Birthday So Far…

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First, the nice lady at work said it was my 57th, therefore my ‘Ketchup’ birthday. “Thanks,” I replied. “That helps!”

Also, this little gift was set out for me in the break room. I really love those twinkle lights!

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Then Bekah, my youngest, left me a succession of birthday cards… please note, the Otter. Which actually looks like my Otterby character in my book.

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Then I discovered she’d bought me THIS nifty purse for my birthday. I LOVE it. ‘Junior Scout’, I said, ‘that’s what I look like!’ Now, when I carry my wonderful purse, I’m not a 57 year old, plump, grandma. I’m on an adventure! I should write more adventures!

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Of course, to start off the day appealing to the long ago, teenaged girl who still lives inside me, I thought of this. A little hot guy to start off the day. (Sorry, Rick, my love, but I hadn’t met you yet!)

So, okay all my other kids! This stuff from Bekah. Top that! Ha ha!

Autumnal Walk

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Here is Gladys and Astraea, waiting for a subway.

And the rest was a beautiful Autumn day,

One of those little moments that come your way.

And say, cherish, cherish.

My Strong Vine

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Hold onto love. Never let it go.

His love is the highest, the fullest for the soul.

 

Jesus is my friend, I’ll say it again,

He’s been so sweet to me.

The only time that life made sense,

When He gave innocence and clarity.

 

Smug, I sat when all went well,

Although young I was so mature.

Age brought heartbreak, the risk of love,

Now I only know one thing for sure.

 

No matter how I fail Him,

Or how far I wander away,

Even though I don’t produce much

Or say what I should say,

 

Though I don’t bring much behind the shield,

I hold in front of my face,

I’m trusting Him to keep me,

All good gifts come down from His grace.

 

Now be a child again, and run and play.

When night is past joy will stay.

 

 

Chantiki Makes Her Entrance…

… In my next offering! This is just a fun, smaller project which I was able to share with my extremely talented artist daughter, and a good friend of mine, who contributed one article.

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I wrote most of the content, and I found some of the vintage photos from royalty free sources.

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Here’s a small sample of Chantiki’s advice column:

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I’ve had a lot of fun writing a 1-off magazine! And, working with Meribeth while she did the design and the layout, I got to have MORE fun hanging out with my grandbaby Gladys!

Here’s a photo of Meribeth, Gladys and my grandbaby Astraea, at the library where they live.

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Thank you, Lord, for my many blessings!

 

Moonlight Express; Or, I Finished My Story!

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I finally wrote ‘The End’ on my 130,000 word novel that I’ve been working on since November! Okay, I admit it. I need to go through and clear out a few thousand words. It’s just possible that they’re not all golden! But it feels good to finish this story, about a boy who’s the ninth son of the ninth son of the ninth son in the city of Moonlight, and the guard that goes with him on  his mission to save the city.

We’ve got underwater creatures as big as buildings. We’ve got cliff dwellers and creepy octopus creatures and night rides in the sea.

And guess what I saw when I stepped outside just now. The glowing light of the full moon! I fell blessed. How perfect, thank you, Lord, that I get to create art!

Only Tired… Hmmm

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Look at this interesting picture I found. It was apparently a song entitled: ‘Only Tired’. Now my husband has been gone all week so he’s not here for me to ask. I look at this picture and I wonder. What does it mean?

She’s sitting outside holding a letter. She looks dumbfounded. Above her head a heavenly chorus is honoring a crown.

So, you tell me. Why is this called, ‘Only tired’? Does the letter say something like this:

‘Dear Pondera, I’ve been REALLY tired, while I knoweth that thou art merely ONLY tired. Thereforeth, I’m handing the throne down to you. May the angels rejoice at the choice. Exhausted, Queen McClean’

Or perhaps the letter is a sad one. Someone has gone home to heaven, where the heavenly chorus sings to Jesus the King. Why then is she ‘Only Tired’? It’s a puzzler.

Ooh! I know! She’s a Sunday School Teacher, sitting in the garden, pondering how to teach the children about Jesus the King. She sees the heavenly future so clearly but the little ones are too busy building with earthly blocks and chasing each other around the yard. She wants to point them to the glory going on in higher realms. Only she’s tired.

Galatians 6:9:

Let us not grow weary or become discouraged in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap, if we do not give in.

Also, look at this! The Bible has such beautiful words! As an author I love finding passages like these, and thinking of being tired, I’m feeling like I’m getting older too!

Ecclesiastes 12 Amplified Bible (AMP)

Remember God in Your Youth

12 Remember [thoughtfully] also your Creator in the days of your youth [for you are not your own, but His], before the evil days come or the years draw near when you will say [of physical pleasures], “I have no enjoyment and delight in them”; before the sun and the light, and the moon and the stars are darkened [by impaired vision], and the clouds [of depression] return after the rain [of tears]; in the day when the keepers of the house (hands, arms) tremble, and the strong men (feet, knees) bow themselves, and the grinders (molar teeth) cease because they are few, and those (eyes) who look through the windows grow dim; when the doors (lips) are shut in the streets and the sound of the grinding [of the teeth] is low, and one rises at the sound of a bird and the crowing of a rooster, and all the daughters of music (voice, ears) sing softly. Furthermore, they are afraid of a high place and of dangers on the road; the almond tree (hair) blossoms [white], and the grasshopper (a little thing) is a burden, and the [a]caperberry (desire, appetite) fails. For man goes to his eternal home and the mourners go about the streets and market places. Earnestly remember your Creator before the silver cord [of life] is broken, or the golden bowl is crushed, or the pitcher at the fountain is shattered and the wheel at the cistern is crushed;

A Post Of-olda-post-Clip Show

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Here is the first pic I eva did, of smiling bird and pat-a-kit,

Of blogging dreams and playful times, and spouting fluff and near-rhyming rhymes,

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Here’s a pic of me, bearable after I took 20 other selfies,

Unfortunately, this was a while ago, my hair is grayer, no!

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And here for some reason we have Bogart in ’43,

Absorb some coolness in the blog, and forget he’s smoking,

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I love to write poems based on pics with a story dream,

Like this one of romance and her contented gleam,

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Or a pic like this, her ancient computer alight,

She’s concentrating on bringing a story to life,

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Oh, on this blog I’ve had many things to share,

about children, and God and journeys from here to there,

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Ancient sunlight, vintage hopes, happy endings, and inner telescopes,

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Book covers, cuddly bits, Friends and no politics,

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Here is a pic of my back windshield, there’s a bat! I said, blatant and unconcealed!

(Ha ha, just to show you my bat-cave coolness is real,)

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Perhaps there’s not an audience for this my cheerful room,

And throngs won’t see my goofy thoughts arise to hold off gloom,

Still I’m glad that someone did, and maybe it was YOU.

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Thank you, dear friend, I really appreciate your views!!!

 

Current Climatic Clencher

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Crunch Time!

Now I have to actually figure out what my climatic end scene of the book will be, even though I’m several chapters away from beginning the wave up to it. Here are a few blurry photos I took of my planning notebook!

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I used to be able just to think and write, but now I have to draw and color to pull creativity out of myself. I’ve actually enjoying having this notebook and keeping this record of my progress. I’m thinking I’ll get a new notebook for each book that I write! (I’m sure this is not such an original idea, but I’m patting myself on the back, going, ‘wow, cool idea!’)

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On to the end!!!