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A Face in the Darkness

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Legs blocked the walkway of the bottom bleacher. The vacant dark corner across the gymnasium beckoned Allie to come hither and hide in the shadows it provided. No one knew her; she had remained as faceless now as she had on the first day at this school. Coming to this dance was a mistake. Who was she kidding that she would be able to fit in at this school?

No matter what alias she used something always happened to make life miserable for her no matter where they moved. Why couldn’t she be like the rest of them?

What would it be like to be just a human?

The empty corner was not empty after all. Golden yellow eyes of one of the boys from her science class met hers. Had he been waiting for her here all along?

His name – Luke, Larry, Lonny, she faked knowing him as awkward as being near him seemed to be, “Hiya, great dance.”

“Hi to you, it’s just a school dance like any other. You’re Allie, right?” He allowed her a bit of the corner with the shadow blocking the view of the dance floor. “Are you here alone?”

Allie looked beside her to see if anyone was standing next to her. Nope, no one there. “that is a pretty good guess.”

He shifted his weight off the wall. “I don’t normally like to dance, but I like this song. Would you like to dance?” His hand extended in the offer.

Refuse? Any other time Allie would refuse, but his smile enticed her. “This is awful for me to admit, I never caught your name.” Her fingers touched his in reluctant acceptance. “Is it Luke?”

His smile grew. “Yes, I’m Luke.”

The moment he put his hand on her waist and held her hand she knew more about him besides his name. He was just like her. The first one she had ever met. No longer did she feel so alone in a world of humans. Allie didn’t have to be faceless forever. Maybe now she would be able to leave her Aliases in the past.

Copyright © 2017 by Linda Nelson

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Congregation of Flakes

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Congregation of Flakes

by Linda Nelson

Blowing on the wind

Adrift falling in the sky

Floating endlessly to the ground

An upsweeping wind

Captures the drifting flake

Pulling it up higher

To fall once again

Through tree tops

Past bird nests empty for the winter

Bumping against dried brown leaves

With arches and points

One last gust of wind

Blows the floating, drifting flake

Against a boulder covered

In the fellow congregation of flakes

If You and I Were Having Coffee – I would

English: A photo of a cup of coffee. Esperanto...

English: A photo of a cup of coffee. Esperanto: Taso de kafo. Français : Photo d’une tasse de caffé Español: Taza de café (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you that I’m back on a sewing machine at work. Yes, I do have a day job like the average American. I don’t stay home and write all day. I’m not sure if I would want to leave my day job. I like my co-workers. Where else would I come up with ideas for plot lines? Those gals help me. They brainstorm, beta read, and cheer each story on after I publish it. I guess some writers would envy my work and writing relationship. One of the things I decided right off the bat when I started writing, I would make sure that I treated my day job the same way I treat my writing. Seriously, I care about what I do, and I let my co-workers know that too. I’m not the type of person who goes to work just for the paycheck. If you’re a writer and working a daytime job, take pride in that job. You will be surprised how much help it is to have a positive attitude at work. Believe me, the higher-ups notice. It’s an image you not only want to portray but keep.

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Singer sewing machine – 31K32 (detail 1) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you I went to the doctor’s the other day for a check up. She said my A1C is coming down, but not down enough. I’m to continue doing what I’ve already done, but I also have to focus on losing some more weight. Bah- I’m tired of doctors. I feel healthy and happy, why do I need to keep going back. We’ll see if I return in six months. At least she never needed to put me on any insulin medication.

Gracie recently departed at the age of 19. She lived a great life.

[/media-credit] Gracie recently departed at the age of 19. She lived a great life.

If we were having coffee right now… I would have to tell you about the pup, Keelaa. She ran down the driveway today, and across the street. Little bugger! Now she’s grounded. We think she saw a black and white cat that looked like her deceased friend, Gracie. Every time she sees this black and white cat, she starts barking like mad, it’s as though she were trying to call the cat to come home. Poor pup doesn’t know that we had no choice but to put Gracie down. She was almost 20 years old and having serious health problems.

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English: George R.R. Martin signing books in a bookstore in Ljubljana, Slovenia. Slovenščina: George R.R. Martin med podpisovanjem knjig v ljubljanski knjigarni. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you about the book I’m reading. It’s the fourth book in the Game of Thrones. I won’t tell you any spoilers. But, what I will tell you, is that I love the way GRRM writes. I like how he builds his characters, settings, and plots. After this book, there is one more. He has a sixth book coming out. I just don’t know when its release date is. When I hear, I’ll let you all know.

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prevention an aid against drug addiction Deutsch: Kampf dem Drogenmissbrauch :*Ausgabepreis: 40 Pfennig :*First Day of Issue / Erstausgabetag: 14. August 1975 :*Michel-Katalog-Nr: 864 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you that I’m a Walking Dead fan. They say that the new spin-off, Fear the Walking Dead is slipping in ratings. I think this could be associated with the fact that there is active drug addiction being portrayed in this story hitting too close to home for many folks. It can even, unknowingly, trigger addicts to begin using. There should be a word of caution at the beginning of episodes, warning about the subject of drug addiction. Triggers are real, and there are too many people suffering addiction to ignore involuntary triggers on TV.

 

Oh, I got to go… I think we’ll meet again for another coffee session.

My Place to Write

Every night I go to my little cubby hole, I call my office. There I will attempt to write, surf the internet looking for ideas, check emails, social media, and possible play a computer game of some sort. The dogs keep me company. The little dog, Keelaa, makes sure I take my breaks from writing. I think she has an egg timer hiding somewhere that only she knows about it. We have to stop to play a game of tug. Then there is the receiving of a chew toy of some type. She prefers rawhide chews.

[media-credit id=1 align=”aligncenter” width=”300″]keelaa[/media-credit]In my office, I use a desktop. I do have a laptop, but I stopped using that so much ever since Keelaa came along a year ago. I used to use it in the living room, but I’m afraid the pup will use it for a launch or landing pad as she catapults herself across the couch. Now, I save the laptop for travel, especially when I go to a writing function and have to stay overnight.

[media-credit id=1 align=”aligncenter” width=”300″]DSCF0330[/media-credit]Sometimes I’m productive. I’ve learned how to put the dogs to sleep. That happens when I put Celtic music on to help me get into the zone for writing fantasy. They don’t sleep so well when I put Today’s Top Hits on, for writing Young Adult Contemporary. I always have to have some sort of background noise when I write. It can’t be perfectly quiet. Even when I was in school, I couldn’t do my homework or study without having either the radio or the tv on.

Most times, it’s night time when I go and work in my office, Monday through Friday. On the weekend, I tend to start writing by 7 am. The reason I don’t start writing at that point in the morning during the weekdays is because I have a regular 7-3 job. Yup, I work in a factory making things.  Sometimes I will either weave fabric, sew fabric, or put parts together. I like my day job. I like the people I work with. I think I would be hard pressed ever to give it up, because of them.

I don’t just use a computer to write. Many times I will jot things down on scrap pieces of paper, even when I’m at work. If an idea comes to me, I have to capture it before it is lost in the abyss of the mind. That is where the pens and pencils come in. I make my own notebooks up with blank cardstock that I can print a cover design on. This I fill with lined paper and use brass fasteners to hold it all together.

My ideal space would have everything I need in a day, right there in my office. Unfortunately, I lack the room. A small refrigerator for cold drinks would be nice.  Room for exercise equipment would be nice too. Then there needs to be storage space for all the manuscript files and don’t forget bookshelves for all those books I need to read.

Someday, I’ll be able to have an office like that. For now, I’m happy the way things are.

Needing to Want – Finding Motivation

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It doesn’t matter what you’re trying to do, but if you want it bad enough, you’ll find a way to acquire it. A drug addict will always find a way to get that next fix. An alcoholic will find a way to get that next drink. Same goes for the smoker. I know, I quit smoking ten years ago cold turkey. I did this by eliminating one cigarette a day each week until I was down to one a day. That was when I wondered why I was even bothering to light one up.
I think there has to be a need to have a want. You can want something, but that doesn’t always guarantee that you’re going to get it. But if the need is stronger than the want, it acts like magic. – Maybe it is Magic!
Same goes for writing. There’s writer’s block, I do know that, but then there’s the other writer’s block from lack of motivation. I think the lack of motivation is a form of lack of confidence. When we write every day and put our words out for others to read, that’s how our confidence begins to build. It’s one of the main reasons why I believe all writers should blog at least once a week.

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English: Unconscious Motivation (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You say you’re on Social Media. That’s fine, but are you afraid of your writing being read by millions of people? The thought of this does make me a bit squeamish at times. You’re center stage and the spotlight is on you when someone not only buys your book but reads it. This is when your left wondering, did they like it?
Blogging can help overcome this feeling and build your confidence. You won’t get a lot of readers right off the bat. I think this can be a bonus. A blog can be your playground. You can use it to try new ways of writing. Play with writing prompts and see where they take you. Use it for a writing journal and make friends in the process.
It’s not always about trying to attract new readers. They will appear as your skill with writing grows stronger. You’ll lose your awkwardness with words and become less – let’s say – shy – would be the word.
I’m one of those quiet types. I try to listen to those around me and learn. As I get to know a person better, I become more comfortable with them and begin to interact more.
Writing is the same too. The more you are comfortable doing what you’re doing, the more likely you will do it every day.
I’ve been blogging much more since I moved my site. I feel the need since I am paying for this service; I’d better be using it. At work, I’ve found myself interacting with my co-workers more too. So the confidence level is growing not only in my writing but also in my ability to communicate with other individuals.

The point is, I wanted to write more and found a way to motivate myself to do so. I may not be working on my work in progress at this time, but I am writing, none the less. My goal by the end of the month is to be writing a post every day. Maybe my next post will lead me to a brainstorming session or an ah-ha moment, and I’ll come up with the next event of my story. I do have a lot of plot holes to get rid of, it’s going to need a lot of work. For now, I’ll use my post to keep me motivated and fuel my need to write because I want to finish this manuscript.

A Treasured Home Memory

[media-credit id=1 align=”aligncenter” width=”300″]GOMY9CQSvmjKLxigsfxg_Attic[/media-credit]I love old farmhouses, I think they are a treasure to have. They have nooks and crannies, giving lots of storage space. We lived in such a house several years back, which we rented.
This house had four bedrooms or three with a library, a three-season sun porch, a kitchen that stayed cold year round. I miss the garden plot we had. Apple trees, pears, crabapple, and grapes grew on the property. Across the street, we had our own swimming area on the Black Water River.
I regretted the day we had to move. It’s a shame we didn’t buy the place. It was bad enough, my daughter had to change schools. She had just made new friends and was doing so well in school. At the time, we didn’t think we could afford to buy the place.
We had deer, moose, turkeys and bears walking about our yard. It was neat the day the deer was close to the house, That was the day, my daughter stepped out the back door of the garage and was within a couple of feet of them. They stayed there until she moved quickly to wave to us in the window. Then the scooted off.
The bear bent our rod-iron shepherd hook holding our birdfeeder. It never dawned on us that there were bears in the area, even though there was this huge pile of dung in the back yard. I just thought that someone had a big dog on the loose.
When the moose came to visit, it was early morning. I would have taken a picture of it, but I was afraid it would be gone before I returned with the camera. It had blocked the living room window at eight o’clock in the morning. It was funny how it investigated my daughter’s trampoline as though it were going to climb up on it and take a nap.
Those were the days, almost ten years ago. We’ve been living with Mom ever since. Someday, we’re going to find another house like that one. Or maybe we will build one.
Just a future dream after retirement. By then, I’ll have new dreams to look forward to.

ROW80:

Not much to report. I did add 2k words to the manuscript on Sunday. I think I’m just about done with the first act. It does need more, but it’s the first draft, so I’ll go back to those chapters later and hash them out some more. Right now, I’m just trying to figure out the bare bones. I have some conflict, but I don’t think I’ve created enough. I see plot holes popping up every where too. (sigh)

I’m sure I won’t get too much done this Saturday. My RWA meetings are starting back up . This weekend, our speaker is Michelle Bourassa, a certified professional coach who will be talking about “Getting it D.O.N.E.”.  It will be interesting to see how motivated I will be after the meeting. Who knows, maybe I’ll be looking at one of those 5k word days on Sunday.

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Enough of me!

How’s your writing going this week?

Read any new books lately?

10 Things I Like

Photo of cinderella fairy tale in Efteling

Photo of cinderella fairy tale in Efteling (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As part of a writing exercise I’m listing 10 Things I Like, just so that you can have a chance to get to know me a little more. When I write or read, these are the things that settle in the back of my mind. The scent of cut grass will bring me instantly back to my childhood and remind me of my deceased father mowing the lawn. The thought of Lobsters and Chicken Barbeque makes me reflect on my younger days of growing up in Pepperell and attending the annual Fireman’s Muster.

I love dogs and wolves. I can’t stand not having a dog in my home. They are more than just four legs and fur that barks a lot. They mean security, friendship, and family. Birds of Prey like owls have an inner wisdom one can’t begin to fathom.

Finally, you can see, I’m a BIG – Walking Dead Fan. I love Game of Thrones just as much, except I’m not watching the HBO series, instead, I’m reading the books.

  1. Watching the Walking Dead and Fear the Walking Dead, I love how the writers have built the characters through relationships and survival
  2. Game of Thrones is another great example of Character Building. Also a great example of World building.
  3. Fantasy and Historical Fiction – To me they both belong in the same category. When I think back in history, even though I know it was just a fairy tale, my thoughts wander to Cinderella and Red Riding Hood.
  4. Fresh cut grass or the smell of hay – neither gives me allergies, I would be miserable if it did.
  5. Dogs and wolves are companion pack animals. Packs are equal to family, which is why dogs are considered man’s and woman’s best friends.
  6. Owls and other birds of prey are symbolic – wise and powerful
  7. Thunderstorms and Rainbows – power and forgiveness
  8. Lobster Bakes with steamers and barbeque chicken is the ultimate cookout venue fare.
  9. Gazing at cloud covered mountains from a distance and wondering how long it would take to climb to the top and how far could one see in the distance.
  10. Walking on the beach at the Ocean is peaceful and pleasant for meditating.