You are what you write. Illusion and Reality...I reside in between. Where are you?
UNDERSTAND THAT REDIRECTING CIVILIZATION is a major undertaking. You can write volumes about it and who will listen? But the energy that goes for that purpose cannot be withdrawn. You know that.|
Blog City Prompt:
Everyone at one point in their life has a difficult conversations, some go well - some not so well. Think about a conversation you've had that you really wish you could have a do over? Tell us about it what you would do different?
There were a couple conversations in my life... ...but I would never write about them. The persons involved are still alive and the hurt and pain too great. Enough said about that.
What do they call it? Hindsight? My characters always feel victorious if they get to really tell somebody off. Maybe they’ll feel bad about it later, maybe even apologize. But deep down, they loved the moment!
Then there are those situations where a person should be called out for cheating or lying to have an advantage, but no one does. There is no conversation. Not enough proof, too political, families involved. You know, just like our government and politicians who get by with unbelievable actions---that for ordinary people could result in fines, prison, etc.
Too often the result is SILENCE to keep their job or position. For others the gift of MONEY is all that is required. As in headlines today, sometimes it is millions. I think there is a lot of cleaning up to do and some significant conversations.
Who is going to initiate those important conversations? Will you vote for them?
Who can you trust. The ‘do over’ part has already past.
Sorry, I’m ranting...>>>iggy
>>>What do you think is necessary to turn your blog into a published book?
My blog is uneven because I’m responding to outside prompts. Some topics I can write about, others are not so hot or require a lot of research, or time that I don’t have. That is not the contents of a book. Maybe out of ten years of daily blogging, there would be enough good ones to assemble, who know?
>>>Do you need to base your blog on one topic or theme?
Books are intended for others to read. One topic could be really boring unless it contained vital information or continually fascinating antidotes. Then you have the diary or journal of a famous person.
>>>Or have random entries like we do with here in the group?
Random entries from a group of very different individuals might be interesting. Amusing, human interest books are very common. However, a collection of writings from folks struggling in this crazy world could have value.
>>> Do you think we will see blogs published as books in the future?
Absolutely. Publishers only have so many submissions every year. A good blog book would have as much chance of being selected as any other book idea.
You know, Blog World, The Best of Blog City, Amazing Blogs, Blog Survival.
Blogs are the new diaries, the new journals---electronic, digital, instantly available. Will our society drown in blogs and FaceBook entries? Probably, until something new comes along.
Blog City Prompt: "A person who has not done one half a day's work by ten o'clock runs a chance of leaving the other half undone." Emily Bronte Do you agree?
Maybe in Emily Bronte’s world, but let’s talk about this...
My usual wake-up time is four AM. I drink a bottle of clean water and if I have an Internet signal I check the news to make sure the world is still out there, and look at the weather for the Caribbean. Then I check WDC for new blog prompts and any email that’s come in.
Moving on, it’s write a review or go through one I’ve received for Knights of Sparrow. And at the moment there are SIX, yes six) reviewers each sending me a review for another chapter. They see missing quotes, commas and typos that I don’t see. They have questions about logic or phrasing, or just dumb sentences. They get a reply for the review. Then I correct and re-edit the chapter for the master file, make a coded version to post into my portfolio, and post that, which will then be updated on the WYRM review board. Somewhere in there a new blog post gets written. Some are easy, some take a lot of thought. Blogging is an our-of-my-box release from novel writing and I am learning to love it. (Like now, it’s eight AM, and I’m writing this blog.)
This entire lovely scheme blows apart with visitors, emergency at the Marina, Internet not working, or someone’s computer breaks down or blows up. New sailboats arriving sometimes need help docking.
So that usually gets me to about nine AM and some coffee and breakfast. After that short break, I’m back with more review re-edits or really moving on to work on new chapters of Knights of Sparrow---research, planning, maps, outlines---Once I know basically everything about the scene, I can write it. That process takes me into fantasy land of my book and I’m gone. The writing can take one hour or the rest of the day until about four PM. If there is lunch, then there is a nap for about thirty minutes. Sometimes I dream a better solution to the scene.
See, being retired, I can work as a writer as long as I want. No matter how long I work, I still feel that the other half is undone---especially writing. To get away from it, there is a long walk during the sunset hour with friends. We catch up on all the day’s events and gossip. The trade winds are blowing, the skies are beautiful. With darkness check the moon, check Venus. Dinner is finished by seven PM, which means check the news and read someone else’s writing. Boring stories put me to sleep. Perchance to dream...
Peace and Love...>>>iggy
Blog City Prompt: It is a dark night and you see a white glowing angel. What do you think it means?
Dusty wings glow stronger from the reflective power of the tiny particles.
Angel bodies and faces glow naturally, but the wing feathers only reflect.
This is a big problem if the angel wants to make a brilliant splash.
You’ve heard the expression, ‘Angel Dust’?
Well, the crew of Earth Angels have a real problem with dust supply.
Some resort to using talcum powder, which is great for a few wing flaps.
That’s probably why so few believers ever get to see a glowing Angel.
Otherwise you have to wait and hope to see Justin Bieber in a rather difficult-to-fly costume, but the wings are great!
Happy Angel Dust...>>>iggy
Blog City Prompt: Some people apologize for everything, whether an apology is needed or not. When and under which conditions, do you think, an apology should be necessary?
It seems to me that the people who really should apologize, rarely do. Admitting a mistake and being responsible for their actions and behavior is not a concept they were brought up with. However understanding that, it is possible to forgive them without the apology, knowing that you will never trust them again, and move on.
I also notice that many people make excuses or blame something or someone for their mistake. So admitting a mistake is difficult, let alone ever getting to an apology.
Sad, in Belize we run into many young and older folks who cannot read. Their speaking is good, but written instructions are not understood although they pretend that they can read. Many mistakes happen and people think they’re lazy or sloppy, but it is just a lack of education. Again they cannot admit this terrible lack.
For me it is rare to meet an insecure person who apologizes all the time.
What I do notice is all the disclaimers at the beginning of reviews. THAT IS NOT NECESSARY. If a reviewer is not sure about grammar or structure, don’t say more than maybe they should check an item. What is important are the reviewer’s personal reactions to the story or poem. And after reading, what their understanding is about the characters or story. For the writer, that information is very valuable. Especially it it’s a point that is not understood or confusing. Writers really need that information.
But apologizing before you review is very negative. If it’s your reaction, stand by it. You should not be mean or sarcastic---just honest, and hope the opinion helps. You can give honest criticism and hopefully praise from your point of view. Also I use a dictionary and reference books on writing when I’m not sure.
WRITE ON! >>>iggy
Blog City Prompt: “A gull on an invisible wire attached through space dragged. You carry the symbol of your frustration into eternity.”
William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury
If you were to design a symbol for your greatest frustration, what would it feel or look like?
WHAT HAS MADE
Blog City Prompt: Invent an Opposite:
What is the opposite of a kiss? What is the opposite of green? What is the opposite of a train? What is the opposite of cake? What is the opposite of a fence?
Now use both the thing and the newly created opposite in a story or poem? Have fun!
KISS = SLAP
GREEN = ORANGE
TRAIN = WALKING
CAKE = DRY BREAD
FENCE = PORTAL
Inside the Tunnel of No Return
Cary and Nathan make a big mistake.
Cary wore an out-of-style, frayed orange dress that barely covered her knees. Walking beside her, Nathan in old jean cut-offs and a spagetti-stained t-shirt, carried a small bag of dried bread. The two of them had entered the tunnel more than a day and a half before. Some people had told Nathan that the old tunnel would lead them to the Portal. Cary trusted Nathel so she agreed to go with him. She wanted very much to reach the Portal. She believed that home, like a real home, would be right there when they went through the opening.
At the end of the first day, they stopped to rest. After they ate some of the dry bread, thirst overcame them and Nathan had to stop himself and give the rest of the water to Cary. When she smiled and said, “Thanks,” he tried to kiss her. She slapped him. Not too hard, but enough to make him apologize.
Now with the second day half gone, they were very thirsty. Some of the overhead lights were burned out. They had to walk through longer and longer stretches of dimness. Suddenly the last light that they could see blinked out. Darkness!
“Nathan?” Cary stared to cry.
Trying to be brave, Nathan said, “It’s all right. We’ll just feel out way along the wall.
When he reached to find the hard surface of the wall, it wasn’t there. He moved farther. Nothing. “Cary?” She didn’t answer. He listened. So sound reached his ears. “Cary, where are you?” Only blackness and silence.
They had passed through the Portal without realizing.
Peace and Love (not in the tunnel!)...>>>iggy
Blog City Prompt: Write about the "Worst Visitor" who ever darkened your door.
I don’t attract that kind of people, never have. My visitors have always been friends, co-workers, my parents, and close relatives. Always had a good time.
When I lived in Hawaii, it really was a tradition to take visitors on the grand tour. Each time their wonder and awe at the islands made it very enjoyable.
In Tehran is always was close friends and my partner’s family who had adopted me years ago. Food, conversation, more food. And large groups for holidays.
In Wyoming it was lost folks on the mountain top, and people interested to see the Earthship we had built. Also we had a number of weddings out on the hillside with the magnificent view in the spring with the wildflowers. Nice.
In Carmel Valley it was always the staff and performers from the theater. Lots of work and little time for visiting. My parents came a couple times.
In Los Angeles, work claimed all the time and very few visitors as I was always out on location or commuting.
In Canada it was the neighbors. Lots of shared food and conversation. And then again the kids from the theater company.
In Belize at the marina, there are always new travelers coming in their sailboats or catamarans. Lots of stories and great dinners with new friends. Don’t do a lot of entertaining on the boat, but owners and staff stop often for coffee.
I’ve been blessed...>>>iggy
Blog City Prompt: St. Andreas Fault, Jurassic World, an American Heroes movie and a Mad Max movie. Which one of these movies coming out this summer do you want to see?
What a lovely thought. Going to the movies. Unfortunately I live in a more third-world type country that doesn’t have a movie theatre (like you have at the mall) But there’s this guy who walks down the aisle of the bus before it leaves selling DVDs. And sometimes he might have a black market copy of one of those films made on a hand-held with the sound recorded inside the theater (coughs and laughs included).
Then if I’m really lucky, someone appears with copies from the Academy made for Oscar voters. The best version and copy. Those are wonderful! The DVDs cost about $1.50BZ. We just got a copy of “Utron, The Avengers” Barely could watch that---so much violence and millions of split-second edits that it became bewildering without knowing who is doing what to who. Maybe the story line was good, but the animators drowned it with their special effects, and the sound was awful.
People say, “Why don’t you watch movies from the Internet?” Well another benefit of our third-world economy. the bandwidth available is usually not strong enough to load a U-Tube video without long waits for every 3 seconds of movie. Most days on WDC I can’t play music or video clips, or it cuts out with: Server Not Found message.
If you are in the civilized parts of the US, Europe or Asia, you must appreciate the advanced technology that provides high speed Internet, even on your phone, which is now really a miniature computer.
But somehow, more important to me---we have clean air, sunshine, ocean, jungles, and great natural, organic food that seem more important for living. You know?
Blog City Prompt: “At all costs try to avoid granting yourself the status of the victim. Of all the parts of your body, be most vigilant over your index finger, for it is blame-thirsty. A pointed finger is a victim’s logo.” -- Joseph Brodsky
Your opinions on the subject?
I’m confused about the pointing finger. I thought the finger pointed at you would be blaming. So victim’s logo has me questioning. If it’s my finger pointing the I am doing the blaming, yes?
I think either way should be avoided. I do notice that many people have to blame someone or something for what’s happened to them or a hurt they caused, or an error that is really their fault. Blame someone else---and they often get away with it.
Screwy world we live in...>>>iggy
Had to do this fast as Internet fading in and out. Urgh!