Transcribing an Internal Movie


It never fails to amaze me how enjoyable writing can be.  I’ve been working on another fiction, not sure if it would be called a sci-fi or fantasy, but I’m having so much fun.  This new one I’ve been working on has about one seed of truth for every pound of “tall tale.”

stockThe one I’m working on right now is based on a Native American girl learning about her role in a secret medicine society that has her developing traditional skills with instruction from some older Natives, some Star People and some “Old Ones” aka vampires.  Like I said, one seed of truth mixed with one pound of *@$t.  Having had traditional Native training I’m able to “fictionize” some things in the traditional system of learning and have dreamed up some interesting characters.

One of the things I’m fascinated by is how my fingers twitch over the keyboard, trying to keep up with the “movie” that is playing in my head as I try to capture every word they utter and describe what they are doing.  It’s almost like transcribing what I see, but it’s all in my head.  And it’s so much fun!

Someone please tell me that I’m not some kind of non-lethal psychotic! LOL

It’s Monday and the Running Begins


Busy weekend, but I like to think that great and magnificent feats are being accomplished.

ImageOn Saturday I popped into the local volunteer fire department.  They were hosting a workshop/meet-&-greet regarding the drought and fire danger.  As most of you know, we in the Great Southwest love our sun and warm weather, but with a shortage of rain, we are ready to explode with fires.  So, our fire department hosted a FireWise workshop which was so much fun.  They filled up a small pool for folks to jump into (obviously the kids didn’t resist!), gave great advice, fed all of us, and we had souvenirs to go home with.  Local politicians can always be counted on to come to these events, and we got the chance to catch up on the community gossip.  Such fun!

Sunday was peaceful.  I cleaned my house, tormented my cat and worked for several hours on another story.  Its amazing how therapeutic writing can be.  I’m even considering how to include this fellow in town in my book.  This individual is a real worm and would make a perfect villain — I guess I should change the name “to protect the innocent”….

Today I’m getting ready to head over to the Food Bank.  Although I qualify, I don’t really take much of anything because I insist on organics.  Most Food Bank stuff is GMO, processed and instant, but I am more than happy to help out.  We get these huge cases of stuff and have to break things down into smaller portions for distribution.  Lots of work, but gratifying to see about 100 families being provided for.  One thing for sure.  If I worked out like this every day I would probably end up looking like a toothpick!

The Whirlwind Continues


whirlwindJust when I think the world will slow down and life is getting normal, things so bluey again.  Hmm, maybe that is the new normal.

I found someone to review my imaginative ramblings!  A wonderful lady from a publishing company in Minnesota ( is going to read my story about the killer germ that wipes out all but nine women on the planet.  She’ll let me know if its worth considering.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed!

Yesterday morning I walked to the post office to drop off some mail and I forgot to grab some carrots before I left.  The horses between me and the post office have gotten accustomed to me giving them a treat whenever I walk by.  It’s amazing how loud horses can be when they want to be noticed!  Good grief.  Note to self:  Don’t forget the horse treats next time I go walking.

Today I have to drive into Albuquerque.  It’s gonna be in the 80s, and for once, no wind!  We’ve had such strong winds in the last month that we had to put rocks in the pockets of all children and skinny women.  (Notice I didn’t count myself in that tally.)

Okay.  No more procrastinating (**deep breath**).  I am now getting motivated, I am now getting motivated, I am now……..

Motion mantra over — I’m off to hit the highway.

Mission Accomplished


Ranch HouseHere’s the picture of the little bunk house I moved into.  It’s a cozy little place.  Perfect “between” place for me and my cat.  But more on this later.

Last night I finally finished writing my first fiction novel.  In the past I’ve only written textbooks, a few of which I’m still working on, so this was fun.  It’s about nine women.  A killer germ wipes out all but these nine women.  It was fun to speculate what the world would do without any women and how these diverse women end up affecting the world.  My challenge now is finding a book agent.  I hate to think I’ll have a job left sitting and uncompleted.  It’s not the great American novel, but it is a fun read.

Tonight I will work at getting some crochet appliques done.  I do a lot of crochet and a woman from a craft show ordered some applique leaves and flowers.  She uses the appliques to decorate the clothing and accessories she makes for craft shows.  It will only provide about $25, but I love to see how she uses them and the money sure does help.