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A Magic Called Hope

I was sitting here thinking about my childhood.  About how everything seemed to hold magic and wonder.

I loved making up long stories about things with my little sister.  We’d build houses for wee folk in the woods, we’d dig a good-sized hole and fill it with water so they could take a swim and cool off from the heat of the day.  We’d watch birds fly, deer graze and hop in the fields.  Cows and horses would wander around and Toby the yellow lab would be on our heels keeping us out of trouble.  That dog would tell on us in a heartbeat.  😀

Everything held a kind of magic, the way the sun would stream through branches in the woods and leave patterns on the ground.  The  musty tang of leaves and the shush-shush as you walk through them.  The sharp scent of pine mingling with the mellow scent of oak, the mediciney smell of juniper, and the homey aroma of cedar.  The way snowflakes would almost dance in the air.  The indentations a rain drop makes in dry dusty soil.  The way it feels when it pours down on you after a long hot day.  Watching the water collect and run in rivulets and helping it get to bigger places by scratching a line in the ground with a stick.

I enjoyed catching honey bees in a mason jar so I could look at them and how they carried pollen around.  It always reminded me of saddlebags.  I’d catch lizards, frogs, toads, worms, fish, snakes (the non-venomous ones), birds, turtles, pretty much anything not nailed down.  I was a silent and quick little booger.  I’d catch these things and bring them home to my little sister and then we’d release them around the house, usually near the barn, creek,  woods, or pond depending on what it was.

What I’m trying to get at is, that everyday life held that little spark of excitement, of new things to explore and find out.  As I grew older the more science and theory I learned the more jaded I became.  The magic began to die for me.  What is life without magic?  Without something you cannot explain?  Something you just feel or have faith in?

Then I learned, scientists couldn’t explain how a bumblebee could fly because it was impossible.  The ruins of Plato’s Troy were uncovered, and two days ago I found a news article saying Atlantis may have been discovered in Spain near the Straits of Gibraltar, where Plato said it was, Fox News Report and MSNBC.  MSNBC has the better report 😉

This, in its self, has renewed my faith in magic.

1) Because for how many years have people said,  “Plato made up Troy, and Plato made up Atlantis.”?  The so call “experts” who thumb there nose at history and the past because it is not written in a way they can understand it.  It is built upon what the people of that time can understand.

2) Believing in something despite what all the skeptics say, fuels your inner child.  It keeps happiness in your life.  Because if you take all of the dirty facts and live on those alone, you grind away any hope of the future.

Examples:

Pollution

Nuclear Holocaust

Solar Storms (EMPs from solar flares)

Earthquakes

Hurricanes

Famine

War

Murder

Rape

Rudeness from other people

If you take all of these negativities and many more, and dwell upon them, you are going to eat yourself up with worry and stress.  These are real and just thinking and being afraid of them can cripple your spirit.  How do you get past fears?  With a little bit of magic, called hope.

Example:

A better paying job.

Going to the Beach

Helping someone who’s down and out

Taking walks

Appreciating what you have around you

Being thankful to be alive.

Being able to change a bad situation into a good one.  (By opening a door for someone who is having a rough day, you may have stopped verbal or physical violence.  Just by showing kindness.)

Hope is the magic that keeps us going.  It is the positive “What if?” and the acting upon it that gives our lives meaning.  So take the time to build wee folk houses and watch the pattern the rain makes in the dust and enjoy life.  Then take that joy and spread it through kindness and hope.

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My Muse Is Evil

I’ve been working on the most horrible things I can inflict upon humanity and it is excellent stuff.  It makes me wonder why this aspect comes so easily.  The last story I wrote, I melted a screaming- slowly-dying-horse, ripped people apart, by way of having them eaten alive by a horde , and sent humanity back to the stone-age via brimstone and fire.  Among *cough* other things.  I can’t count how many times I came out of the office crying because of the horrid stuff I had just written and visualized.  Heart wrenching as it was, I was thrilled at the same time.  Ugh.

It came out again as I went through Week 2 Part 1 of HTWAS,  a couple of minutes ago.  So I continue with the dual state of being horrified yet excited about what is coming in this novel.

A Series Game Plan

I have a series blurb done.  So my next step is to look at the blurb and figure out the logical steps that will have to occur in each novel to have it fall into place.  So in order to do that I will do a mind map to get some ideas together after asking some questions.  Like; if this happens what effects would happen here?  Who would it affect?  What causes this to happen?  What could be lost?  What could be gained? Who gets hurt the most?  And so on.  As many questions as I can think of to apply to the idea and pull out story arcs for each novel.  The whole A+B=C routine with a few left hooks and upper-cuts to keep everyone guessing.  This is going to be fun, but it will also take a while to complete.

It’s Coming Together

Things are coming together as I work through this lesson.  I’m having to go back and strengthen what I’ve already written, like hot points and themes, but it is helping me to make a stronger story.  My weak areas are being torn apart and stronger ideas are taking their place.  I’m becoming more and more excited as I go through the HTWAS course because it is making me rethink many things and come closer to what I have envisioned.  Filling out worksheets I’ve already completed because I finally ‘get it’ is a very small price to pay for being able to create the book I want to.

Alright, I’m off to do worksheet rewrites and finish the last two pages in this weeks course.  Then on to week two.  😀

Onward.

Just a quick update.  I’m closing the poll and working through the HTWAS Teaser Worksheet.  I’m going through this very slowly so I can get the most out of it.  I’m still in week one of the clinic.  As soon as I’m finished I’ll work through the other clinics and workshops as needed to make these stories the best that I can.  I added a link to HTWAS so it’s easier for those who are interested in it to check it out.  Or you could click here.