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Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Sunny Days and Lovely Ferns


A Round of Words in 80 Days is a blog challenge that knows you have a life. It's a Blog Hop. Stop on in, meet some new friends and learn a thing or two. Oh and there's cheesecake and lemonade!

This Week:
     *Reading: almost a hundred pages into The Golden Compass (Phillip Pullman) and started Wicked.
(Gregory Maguire), only 1 chapter in actually. Been really good about getting up and reading before work, sometimes even on my porch.
     *Writing: wrote 1285 words yesterday, another branch to my Love in Ferns story. Might actually be a longer story or just a separate one. Not sure if I want to connect the two or not. Monday was my ROW80 check-in. so that is two days of writing, plus today's ROW80 check-in makes three in a row!!
     *Social Media: reading 8 blogs on Monday for both Sunday and Monday. 4 read yesterday. On track. Participated in Tuesday Night's #writestuff Tweet Chat.
     *Blogging: Posted yesterday (Tuesday) for #IndieRoar 10 day challenge presented by TheNotebookBlogairy.
     *Housework: dishes and laundry are caught up and staying caught up. Well...Okay, I have a few dishes in the sink and a small pile to put away still. But that is caught up for me. Trust me! :-)

This Week (upcoming):
     *Reading: continue with The Golden Compass and Wicked.
     *Writing: write daily
     *Editing: This is a BIG one! Work on Love in Ferns, currently WIP, and post it to #writestuff's monthly challenge.
     *Submissions: not done this week. 1 new submission this week.
     *Housework: vacuuming and maybe steam cleaning the carpets this weekend.

I am in week two of my vacation from theatre this summer. Still feels a little odd, like I should be doing something else. But then I see my progress on ROW80 goals. And things that I have written and I feel good. Like today, I am on my porch writing this listening to Paul McCartney's Off the Ground album and listening to the birds sing.



It's also WIPpet Wednesday! The creation of K.L. Schwengel and also a Blog Hop. Come and visit with us WIPpeteers. The math is weird, but so am I. Today's date is 6/10, so 6 + 10 + 3 = 19 lines from Love in Ferns.

Here Callie and the narrator take a walk. Sorry. That's all the lead up I can give today. This is the middle of this part of the story.

“You excited?” Callie called back. I looked up to see to the slight frame, willow-like dancing in the afternoon breeze. “This is gorgeous you know,” she said and spun around ducking below the waving branches and ferns, disappearing for a moment. My head looked around to see on the horizon dark clouds pressing closer, thunderheads. My hand pulled up over my eyes and I watched their slow march as I turned to see Callie reappeared and giggle. She was wearing a crown of buttercups, foxgloves, and daisies. Her hazel eyes looked back at me and she smiled. “You gonna tell me now?” she asking coyly.

Feeling much less nervous without a single person nearby, I put my arm around her shoulders, “not yet. Need to get to where we are going first,” as I pulled her closer.

“Don’t those look like thunder clouds?” she pointed, yet didn’t sound worried. 

I tried to be protective and pulled her closer, trying to sound like I knew everything, “I think they are.”

“What type of clouds are they then?” she said sounding callous and cocky. "Go on, tell me" she said in a mocking jest and I realized I had no response for her.

Callie pulled away, turning her hazel eyes from mine, “Can you just tell me here?” she sounded a little desperate as she motioning to the field of fern fronds, wildflowers, and trees that made the whole area look like some sort of abandoned cathedral.

I guess I was determined to have my way, “But this place is not THE place,” and I motioned past the Elms Gate up ahead. The wind slowed down and I felt the temperature rise. Or maybe it was me, but Callie looked like she had beads of sweat on her brow. I turned to look at the elm trees, the thunder clouds were closer, "Cumulonimbus Clouds," I said.

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  1. Ooo... What is she wanting to know? I assume the clouds are more of a test of the POV's knowledge than the thing she really wants to be told about. Mysterious!

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    1. Thanks! Some secrets are better for the waiting.... ;-)

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  2. I've always liked the name Callie.
    And man, I tried re-learning all the cloud names this year while homeschooling - it was too much for me!

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    1. Clouds were one thing I absolutely loved learning about Cirrus, Stratus, Nimbostratus, Cumulonimbus, Cirrostratus....they are sexy names. Oh, I have an idea....

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  3. The part about the temperature rising and the thunder clouds--we actually had that today. It got suddenly hotter, then the sky went almost black in the middle of the day right before a huge thunderstorm. I don't know if this is what you intended, but the scene gives me a suspenseful feeling. There's all this beauty, with the flowers and trees, and then there's this foreboding with the thunder clouds.

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    1. I'm psychic! :-) Yeah, it was kinda intentional. I love the dramatic shift of the scene from one to another.

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  4. The first paragraph -- I tumbled on this. "I looked up to see to the slight frame" Not sure if there's a typo in there or if you worded it that way on purpose, but I had to read it three times to get past it. Other than that, a very moody piece here. I get a flitting, dancing, feeling -- like fairies fluttering about but something looming. And what is it she wants to know so badly that is being withheld??? Interesting.

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    1. I went back and read it. Yeah, not sure where my head was. Thanks for noticing. I think I get so wrapped in the story that I think before I type. I guess that's what edits are for.

      Thanks! :-)

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  5. Fun snippet, Cindy (btw, welcome into the WIPpet Wednesday nice to see you jump here from the ROW80).

    I tried reading The Golden Compass and just couldn't get into it. My husband loved it, but I never connected. I like what Pullman wrote about his experiences writing it, but the book itself just wasn't where I was at the time I started it. I should probably try again, huh?

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    1. Yeah, some books are like that. I have a few that I just CANNOT get into or finish, one being Lord of the Flies. To this day I cannot get into it. I am going to re-watch the movie and do a lengthy comparing review on it in the next week or two (time depending).

      It's a good book, with a lot of excellent characters and an intricate plot. I also really enjoyed the daemon/soul concept.

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  6. Even between theater commitments, lots is happening here. Your goals are so clearly laid out. What a neat place to consider the morning and write! That mix of sunshine and clouds as Callie frolics in the flowers hints at conflict between the two, though I don't quite understand why the strong emotions and why he can't just tell her what he wants. Sigh. That's the pleasure of WIPpet, though. A snippet from the middle. So I hope this holiday keeps you writing. Re the carpets, I can only encourage you. Ours look amazing; after a whole week, I can't quite get used to the absence of dirt!

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    1. The mornings during the spring and summer are my are just gorgeous and really inspiring. Also it's lovely porch to sit on now that I have furniture to sit on. :-)

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  7. I love your porch, and it's inspiring me...ours is screened in, set back from the road, and screened by a pair of arching lilac trees...every other summer, we've used the air conditioner a lot, and it vents onto the porch- this year, we've got a light-colored roof that isn't soaking up heat, and a new layer of insulation in part of the ceiling, and those are keeping things considerably cooler...so I think I'm going to prioritize getting the clutter out of there, and make myself a little writing space, where I can sip my coffee and write...

    The snippet is moody and tense, while at the same time light and free. The tension's a little like a soap bubble, or the moment before that first clap of thunder - I can feel the percussive force of the coming explosion...

    Beautiful use of imagery, your cloud-passion, and language!

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    1. that part of the story has been rather fun to explore. More to come on Wednesday!

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  8. Sounds like a couple of fun blog hops. I am cruising through on my A to Z Road Trip....Hope to see more of you

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  9. Dropping in on the A-Z road trip. I read all of the Dark Materials trilogy and really enjoyed it. I managed to get through Lord of the Flies but am struggling at the moment with Catch 22. I'm working my way through a particular list of books. Your porch looks lovely and you clearly enjoy writing.

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    1. Thanks for stopping by! :-)

      His Dark Materials is a delightful romp through the realm of the whimsical and probably never finish Lord of the Flies. I just cant....

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