Tiny Stories, Tiny Tales

Finally an overcast rainy day. One of the nicest things around.

I've been enjoying having a life that's full of thinking. I read and I think. I watch movies and I think. I stare out the window, sit on the porch, go out on a walk and think. Sometimes, Abby (my orange cat) thinks with me. Though today she's been very bitey. Bite Bite Bite.
Oddly enough, when I was having lunch with Jonathan, I saw Ronnie Deverie (sp?) at a Panera in Danada Square. It's strange seeing people I knew from Bethel Out of Bethel. hmmm…apparently he's going to Wheaton College. I refuse to let Wheaton suck me in.
I rather have my sights set on Iowa Writers Workshop or at least taking a class with Marilynne Robinson Someday. She's my fabulous find that I found on my honeymoon on Mackinac Island of all places. Such a superbly crafted writer. I really don't understand why we didn't read her at school. She'd kick the ass of so many pathetic novels we had to read. I mean…not only does she write so extremely tight and so extremely well, she's thinking about God and interacting. In fiction.

I think I should say something about my wedding…and so I shall say, it was very beautiful, I loved the flowers and I was so glad so many of my good wonderful friends were there. That was the gift. To see them smiling at me when I got married. Well, there's Jeff too. He's a gift as well.

With so many quiet but wonderful things going on, it's hard to write it all down. The progress of my novel is great but it's terrible (and I mean that in the old Webster dictionary sort of way- awe inspiring). I have so very far to go and it will be that way for a very long time. I have hopes of maybe chopping up some of the scenes and turning them into short fiction and seeing if I can get them published somewhere. We'll see, we'll see. Right now, I'm just tracing incredible change in one my main characters and seeing what they're up to now- how they're breathing, how they're walking and hardest of all, what they're thinking.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Life Lessons from a Cardinal

Outdoor living is coming in fits and starts now that it’s June. Last week it was in the 90’s (30C) and today it is gentle and cool with thunderstorms passing by north and south, bringing coolness in the wake of their stormy skirts. The sun shines but the thunder rumbles nearby and my cats retreat farther indoors to snooze on chairs instead of near windows.

It is tempting to join them. The heat break means that deep good sleep is possible again. Even with air conditioning, I sleep poorly when it’s hot. I sleep best when it rains.

And it has been raining at night but in great torrid thunderstorms where the house shakes and the windows rattle. Sometimes I lie in bed as the thunderstorms march by and wonder at the fate of all the creatures and people living outside.

It is summer and I have no arguments with it. It’s too hard to argue with the seasons. On the beautiful days, I sip my breakfast tea outdoors and watch the birds and squirrels to start my day. There’s always a drama playing out in the backyard. My favorite is the cardinal who walks along the deck rail, casting his bright black eye here and there and then breaks into song until a robin kicks him out. When the coast is clear, he returns and does the same thing all over again. Despite my nearness, he doesn’t mind me at all and I adore his bright red plumage and courageous laughing heart. His song cheers my soul and I’ve come to recognize his particular song. It falls under the same lines as all cardinals but it has a bit of improvised trill at the end. I think he’s been hanging out with song sparrows and got Ideas.

He’s a hard individual to photograph (all flash and movement) but I’ve shared a photo of a cardinal from National Geographic so you can get the idea. He’s hard to ignore and is a permanent on the robins’ blacklist. I aspire to such a level of happy insouciance.

How to Get Through a Big Book

How to get through a Big Book and have a little fun too.

  1. Make and eat food mentioned in the book (big books always include food, usually in meticulous detail).
  2. Read a little bit each day.
  3. Make a soundtrack.
  4. Dress like a character from the book for a day. Or a week. Or a month if it really grabs you.
  5. Ten minutes to kill? Daydream about the landscape or what the characters are seeing as they move through their day.
  6. Read passages you enjoy out loud. If you’re in the right mood, record yourself reading passages and share it (Instagram is great for this). Include illustrations if you like (thank you, Shirin).
  7. Whip out a highlighter or some sticky tabs for those great parts.
  8. Pace yourself and remember, reading gigantic books isn’t a race. It’s about the journey. Might as well bring along snacks, good drinks, great lighting, and enjoy the ride.