bubububub ~

i've packed seven boxes of books, two boxes of dvds, thrown out about three feet of paper (drafts and other things laying around ~ good grief!), and i bagged three sacks full of clothes for goodwill.

it's taken me most of the day, the house is a complete tornado of random garbage, and in spite of all that, it doesn't look like i have made even the smallest dent in it. i know i can't expect to pack an entire 8-room house in which i've lived for five years in a matter of one sunday, but i'm going to feel rather grummy until i start actually seeing some sort of progress.

is halloween weekend a bad weekend for a garage sale? i don't really want to wait until the week after. and yet i don't know if i can get this place under control by next week either.

i could really use some help. hahahahaha ~

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it's wonderfully blustery today. a nice coolish breeze is gusting in, trying to make it autumny. good luck to it! i've had about all i can take of summer since last march.

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the blue book trade-in value on my Honda is about $2000. the PT Cruiser costs about $16k (feh). i'm short a few bucks (and getting shorter all the time). nertz and furgle. seems like that's less cost-efficient than i remember when i looked at it before. is it just my imagination or did the price on these puppies shoot up?

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so tired. need soda. need sustenance. i am off to the grocery.

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transubstantiation, snowflakes, and other itchy thoughts ~

i finished my outline for The Kidnapped Christ last night ~ the ending is still warbly and meandery, but i think i should prolly have enough words before i get there that i can squeeze it down by then. and on the other hand ~ there's a good chance i won't be writing this in chronological order from the first scene.

especially since the first scene is rather complicated and requires some nuances that at the moment i don't really have the brain power to navigate. it involves L & M in the makeshift chapel of the converted saw mill talking about the Eucharist.

uh ~ huh?

yeah.

i have some thoughts on how i will accomplish that without turning it into a treatise on the Real Presence and getting all mired down into the theology of the business ~ the scene is mostly to set up the diametrically opposed attitudes of the primary characters (belief vs. a hostile sort of skepticism), as well as to establish a few plot necessities: mainly the financial situation of the parish (finances? what finances?), and the importance of what will be a central silent character throughout this melodrama: mainly God Himself, who's about to be kidnapped.

but yeah, i don't really feel too much like starting there.

i might start with the kidnapping itself. or perhaps at the ending (i often write the endings first).

either way, that's the beauty of the outline: i can just pick a scene, any scene, and leap right in ~ i'll worry about assembling the puzzle later.

interestingly (for someone, i am sure), this is the same way i used to write my college papers. never in order, always sort of simultaneously spiraling inward and outward. books "happen" to me, the way i see it. they emerge like those magic trees that grow when you stick the chemically treated paper trunk into a little pan of water ~ the way the crystals bloom.

i think this is why the so-called "Snowflake" method doesn't work for me personally. because i've always created in fractals intuitively. when someone breaks down the process and defines it, i get all rumpled because it creates the semblance of verbal rules over something that mathematically complete without them. it's spontaneous. it shouldn't be explained or need explaining.

not that i don't appreciate that someone bothered to explain it ~ and i hope it works like gangbusters for those of you who are doing it ~ because as a process it has tons to offer.

but i just cringe at it personally. can't explain that except that i feel like it's too much of a reduction of the creative side of the work ~ there's just soooo much more that goes on than simply piling words onto words.

i'm blithering. it's official.

be forwarned ~ the more my brain goes, the more i shall likely be posting.

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~ this has been an official NaNoish posting.

more noodling ~

prompts kiped from ithilienlady ~

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cut to spare those of you who could give a fig.

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