Apologies. Bad RealLife morning; Daughter #1 had her car totaled in the rain. She’s fine.
I’m pressed for time, so nothing to really say. The protag gets a name. Based upon a horrible event.
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Continue reading “Red Rain, 2/x”Starry Sky allowed me to play with the ideas of death and purgatory; really happy subjects. Because I try to do things differently every now and again, I was gifted a vision of what I am starting here. And, to do something I have never published before (I did try my hand at it once; amateur hour writing), I am going to try some allegory. Not 100%, mind you, where “everything points to something else,” but at least 50% or more.
Further, the protagonist of the story, introduced in the second part of this segment, is the antagonist of my romance/horror novel, Cursed Hearts. And, the character of Nike inhabited the two novels of the saga of Nichole 5 Clarke. The young woman is a horrible but tragic figure, a tortured and wounded soul who in the novel lashes out at the world, wanting nothing more than to be with her step-brother. I wanted to see if she could get a second chance.
Let’s see where this goes, friends. Deus vult.
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Continue reading “Red Rain, 1/x”Allie tells her story, most of it, to her parents. Their pride in her is obvious, as is her modesty; she is no Fussy or Aurie
Between the Lewis Carroll and Easter references, this is becoming an allegory. I need to review my notes for the rest of Part 5 this weekend. I’ve got a pretty good idea about the Epilogue, but need to get from here to there, first.
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Continue reading ““The Fallen” 5/5″Easter Sunday. My Lenten writing exercise, with a small break, is concluded. Personally, I’m happy with this re-edited version of my one and only allegory. I wonder what comes next?
On a personal note, I saw my eldest daughter back off to uni late this morning. My youngest is off to support the GAE on Thursday. I do not know when I shall see them again. Yes, it is Easter and Christ is risen… but I’m in a little hell right now.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 14, again “Endgame””There are times when allegory breaks down in the face of love.
And then once again, everything goes to hell.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 10, again “Reunion””Even in an allegory you should wear something.
And, yes, it is 0515 here.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 8, again “Modesty””And there goes the neighborhood…
“They are over-paid, over-sexed, and over here!”
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 7, again “Cousins””Things seem to be slowly returning to normal in the story. I already know things will be on the hop for the next installment, which I hope to have out later today.
Someone asked why I didn’t have my “Buy me a beer!” link for these. I mentioned this is an idea I’ve played with and posted before, and hanging out the tip jar for that just seemed crass.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins 6, again “Love Letter””After yesterday’s splash of exposition and travel, we have a short, sharp confrontation. In which the world nearly ends.
Just remember: allegory.
Continue reading “Pirate Twins, 5, again “The Cake is a Lie””It’s nice to be able to rely on family. Humans in the West are so cut off from one another; I’ve talked with otherwise genius doctors who could not name their grandparents. Atomized. Adrift. Almost by design.
There was once a pharmacist who I, politely, made an example of. This was years ago, when ancestry.com was still pretty much free. I started in 17th Century England and clicked from one name to another, him watching next to me. Click, click, click. “And here,” I concluded, “is fifteen-year-old me standing next to my mother’s mother.”
Almost four hundred years of family. This clever guy could not fathom it. I encouraged him to look into his family but I don’t think anything came of it. Sad. We should not be alone.
That’s enough talking; I’m still moody. Let’s see what Georgie can do.
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