I’m back from being away from WP. I have been busy doing a whole lot of nothing!! I’ve done a bit work on my novel–I’m at day 12 of “90 Days. . . This involves developing minor characters. For some reason I’m ‘stuck’ here! I do need to get going with this aspect of my novel, but it’s overwhelming me. UGH!!
One thing I did get done was the radio frequency ablation. The surgeon found 2 more arrhythmias besides the 1 he initially detected a few weeks ago. All is well with that.
what happens when I open this somewhat big mouth of mine! Last Tuesday, I had undergone a sleep study, where I’m monitored while sleeping. Initially, I get ‘hooked up’ to an EKG, EEG & other initialed tests with wires being attached to my head (my brown hair being a mild nuisance). As this was occurring I had the room’s TV set on, I switched the station to our local PBS station (soooo love PBS!!!) where “American Masters” was about to begin. Very cool, I wondered to myself, who’ll be featured. An author, by the name of J. D. Salinger–sadly, I never heard of him [I know, I know, I aiming to be a writer, yet, I don't of Salinger?? Shame on me!! Well. . .]. The technician who was attending these wires, stated that Salinger was a favorite of hers. It was mentioned on the program that Salinger wrote “The Catcher in the Rye”. I did hear of the book, but never read it[how DID I graduate from high school without knowing the American literary classics, is truly unknown to me!!!]. I made a note to buy and read this book, and I stated this to the techie. We both watched the program until she was finished ‘wiring me up’. The next morning, I left the facility, not thinking too much, but getting home.
Yesterday, I received an unexpected package. I recognized the address as being the sleep lab, but nothing more. So, opened the package, torn onto the lovely blue tissue paper, covered comical cartoon owl stickers, and found a ‘library’ of Salinger’s works!!! The techie gal sent them!!! Just today, sent off a ‘thank-you’card to her.
I, now, own a copy of this book, written by Sarah Domet. On Monday, the 6th, I have begun my 1st draft of my story. I hoped to post my progress as I go along. Any one ‘out there’ with helpful suggestionsr
to Your Novel” by Sarah Dumet is what I’ve started yesterday, the 6th. I plan to ‘stick with’ this to create my 1st draft of my work of fiction loosely based on what to my mom & her first child, my half-sister. I intend to ‘check-in’ once a week here on my blog about my progress & of course, to see if any one commented on my posts. To be continued. . .
not mentioned since I now have a more permanent means of expressing myself:
* while I was living with the boy-friend (much later, I split from–verbally abusive), I sensed God giving me a dream to not only help me out, but ultimately help a great number of other folks. This dream was a 2-parter: the 1st–shoot a lot of photos with my (then) Minolta Srt101 film camera, post those photos on-line for people to buy. Part 2–from the profits of those photos, I would create a foundation to begin funding a homeless shelter & services better than what’s in my community currently–the one I feel I’m led to begin will be strictly Christian policies firmly in place. No one will be turned away, unless the shelter full. Additionally, the message of the Gospel will be shared, gently to those who are in need or to those who are curious There will no ramrodding Jesus Christ’s message of everlasting life to anyone who comes through the doors of this shelter or of its services.
Then, that went down the the proverbial toilet, when I broke up with b.f–losing everything I owned because of the infestation of 3 species of bugs, I was instructed not to bring anything to my new ‘digs’. I thought for certain that 2-part dream was gone, forever!!! Of course, if the Lord God is the one inspires to do something and circumstancesseem to waylay that something, it “don’t mean diddly squat”, because the Lord is, by far bigger than any circumstance.
* I, then, received my 2nd camera–a Minolta X-700 film camera! The camera was already loaded with 2-year-old film. I got as well a package of film and a bag.
Get ready, folks, what I’m about to write of is potentially mind-blowing!!!
This past Tuesday, I had left my apartment with my bag that contained my ‘old-school’ journal & my ‘droid tablet. I was going to pick up photos, & then, maybe, head to the library to get some research begun on one of my stories. After getting my ‘pics’, I chose to go home ‘cuz after traveling about on my city’s crosswalks & sidewalks I had gotten very tired ‘cuz of pushing across wide cracks in the pavement, as well as negotiating gravel. After getting inside, I unpacked my purse, then reached with my arm for my bag . . .it wasn’t there!! Silly me! I even checked with my other arm, thinking that would produce a different outcome! No, of course not! O.k., so, I told a deep breath, still panicking, thinking what could have happened to it–I pictured it getting rolled over by an 18-wheeler, or worse, many of ‘em!!!! Then, I realized I needed to ‘get my act together’ & think what to do 1st. Since it had gotten chillier since I rolled into my apartment, I changed warmer clothes grabbed my purse & toke off to retrace my wheelrolls.