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The flask and garb are in the car. The boss is hinting that we'll get out early. And the sun is shining, and I've got enough money in me pocket for a bottle of rum.
I am an inordinately happy pirate.
The newest audio book I'm listening to is PD James Death in Holy Orders, an Adam Dagliesh murder mystery that takes place on the Suffolk coast, near a village that has sunk into the sea. That part really has nothing to do with the actual storyline (as far as I can tell - I saw this as a Mystery once, but I don't remember) but it's been percolating in my head and I've been dreaming of drowned villages and the people who now inhabit them - I'm thinking it might be something I incorporate into Raindrop.
Raindrop Escape came to me in a meditation session - we were supposed to meditate on being in a raindrop and falling, then going into the sea. My fertile brain immediately presented me with a pair of sisters (I thought twins, but maybe not) on the morning of one's wedding to the King of a land. Her sister, Lyssa, is an Elemental Mage (nope, no idea what that means, but that's what she tells me) - and as they're getting the bride ready, soldiers burst into the tower chamber and announce that there's a coup and they (the sisters) are to come with them. Lyssa grabs her sister and they jump out the window - into a raindrop. Lyssa tells me this is very dangerous magic - I'm not sure why, but I'm working on it. Something to do with having to then get OUT of the raindrop - and where it will let them out. Elemental Plane of Water, maybe?
I have no idea who the King is, if he survived or what happens to the sisters, but it's a damn cool opening scene (or it will be, when I write it) and I'm now thinking that there will be at least one drowned village in it. There's a drowned village in Massachusetts near where I used to live - the only thing left is the church that used to stand on the hill overlooking the town. When they created the reservoir, the church ended up on the shore of the lake, and I've been told that on crystal clear mornings, you can row out, look down and see the drowned houses. I don't know - I've never had the opportunity. But I'd like to.
I've got to put some songs in my songbook tonight for Harpers, and then maybe sort out the scene outline for Snow. I have a feeling class is going to be quiet today, so maybe I'll get a bunch done.
I know a few folks in my flist are having some hard times right now - I'm sending hugs to everyone, and lighting a candle. Maybe I'll do a prosperity and luck ritual on Monday - it seems like we all could use it.
I am an inordinately happy pirate.
The newest audio book I'm listening to is PD James Death in Holy Orders, an Adam Dagliesh murder mystery that takes place on the Suffolk coast, near a village that has sunk into the sea. That part really has nothing to do with the actual storyline (as far as I can tell - I saw this as a Mystery once, but I don't remember) but it's been percolating in my head and I've been dreaming of drowned villages and the people who now inhabit them - I'm thinking it might be something I incorporate into Raindrop.
Raindrop Escape came to me in a meditation session - we were supposed to meditate on being in a raindrop and falling, then going into the sea. My fertile brain immediately presented me with a pair of sisters (I thought twins, but maybe not) on the morning of one's wedding to the King of a land. Her sister, Lyssa, is an Elemental Mage (nope, no idea what that means, but that's what she tells me) - and as they're getting the bride ready, soldiers burst into the tower chamber and announce that there's a coup and they (the sisters) are to come with them. Lyssa grabs her sister and they jump out the window - into a raindrop. Lyssa tells me this is very dangerous magic - I'm not sure why, but I'm working on it. Something to do with having to then get OUT of the raindrop - and where it will let them out. Elemental Plane of Water, maybe?
I have no idea who the King is, if he survived or what happens to the sisters, but it's a damn cool opening scene (or it will be, when I write it) and I'm now thinking that there will be at least one drowned village in it. There's a drowned village in Massachusetts near where I used to live - the only thing left is the church that used to stand on the hill overlooking the town. When they created the reservoir, the church ended up on the shore of the lake, and I've been told that on crystal clear mornings, you can row out, look down and see the drowned houses. I don't know - I've never had the opportunity. But I'd like to.
I've got to put some songs in my songbook tonight for Harpers, and then maybe sort out the scene outline for Snow. I have a feeling class is going to be quiet today, so maybe I'll get a bunch done.
I know a few folks in my flist are having some hard times right now - I'm sending hugs to everyone, and lighting a candle. Maybe I'll do a prosperity and luck ritual on Monday - it seems like we all could use it.
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