how they've come about, where they are going
a PREQUEL — UNTITLED
super excited about this although it is still in its infancy
This is the tale of Sinjin Hunter's great-great-great-grandmother.
Sinjin, the great-great-great-grandson of an heiress who did not conceal her passion and lived against the grain — the lady in a story handed down by the fathers to the sons, a story that has defined them as men on honor and passion, and, above all, reverence for a woman in love.
Sinjin is one of the main characters in MINE TO GIVE.
Sinjin, the great-great-great-grandson of an heiress who did not conceal her passion and lived against the grain — the lady in a story handed down by the fathers to the sons, a story that has defined them as men on honor and passion, and, above all, reverence for a woman in love.
Sinjin is one of the main characters in MINE TO GIVE.
excerpt from MINE TO GIVE
“It’s a man secret, for-our-ears-only kine of thing. But I can sae that Chloé, my unconventional great-great-great-grandmo-ther, did things maybe to shock, maybe to be her self. Why is irrelevant. I wish I had known her.”
“Then we wouldn’t have met.”
“That’s true. And you, what secrets do you have?”
“It’s a man secret, for-our-ears-only kine of thing. But I can sae that Chloé, my unconventional great-great-great-grandmo-ther, did things maybe to shock, maybe to be her self. Why is irrelevant. I wish I had known her.”
“Then we wouldn’t have met.”
“That’s true. And you, what secrets do you have?”
While talking about love with friends, a tumultuous thought occurred to me because of the specific type of love discussed ~ sorry, cannot divulge it. I thought that, yes, it is possible to love regardless of the circumstance, and contrived a plausible tale. Semi-plausible, at least. I believe in it. True love is powerful and pure.
Chloé's predicament (I have not come up with all of the details yet), I've had for some time. She became Sinjin's great-great-great grandmother after I created an ancestor in MINE TO GIVE for the purpose of a dress. It just happened.
Chloé's predicament (I have not come up with all of the details yet), I've had for some time. She became Sinjin's great-great-great grandmother after I created an ancestor in MINE TO GIVE for the purpose of a dress. It just happened.
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aromatic touchdowns
was born years ago but has yet to develop. Not sure there is enough for it to stand on its own (except as a novella, which I’d rather it were not). Thought of it while taking a bath and it is, in a way, about baths — it’s why the touchdowns are aromatic. Title may change, it’s not quite right.
With delightful insight,
Agnes entices her husband of 25 years
to share with her one hour in a scented bath
in exchange for time in front of the television
… watching football.
“Let’s take a bath.”
“Sure, just what I want to do on a Sunday afternoon.”
“No, let’s instead watch ANOTHER football game and
little yellow hankies blowing in the air!”
“Let’s is a stretch, you have never watched a game.
And those are not ankerchifs.”
After the first,
they make a pact to give each other
three hours a week to watch football and soak in
a tub, and end up falling in love with life
all over again.
She doesn’t correct him, believing she has a
once-in-a-lifetime chance … and waits.
“They are flags.”
“Flags?”
“Yes, flags.”
A BOOK of LETTERS
At work one day I was astounded by some colleagues, mostly men, and as I tried to find words to describe them I was truly at a loss — which is saying something. Are there enough letters in the alphabet? The thought sparked an idea that thrilled and made me laugh. I first asked men for words that begin with certain letters, for fun, to see how they compare with mine, but now just ask anyone to see what jumps from within. We’ll see.
FROM and TO CHILDREN
I saved an incredibly fun story one of my nephews wanted me to write for him when he was little many years ago — he is now in college, and have since written a few of my own. This section and perhaps an actual book (s) will be dedicated to, and will benefit, children.
Children easily come up with fantastic stories because, perhaps, their views are mostly new, innocent, bright, honest.
published,
written, started, some barely a thought
my books, stories, dreams
are mostly on paper (don’t ask me exactly where, though), and some (for real) are merely thoughts. I’ve had a few for quite some time now. And they keep piling up. So perhaps it is time to just put them all on paper — written | typed so as to be readily accessible for me or for whoever may be interested in them. I’m done hoarding scribblings (😂 not! ).
