Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
(oh man! the photo above? I have no idea what made me think that it was the best representation of this particular TToT post! lol and, in the interest of full disclosure, I picked the photo after I completed the post! ayieee! but, come on, admit it… you’ve had that happen, right? You say something or write something and even as the keys are clicking back into their ‘un-expressed-letter-positions’, you totally flash on a time or event or memory from way ago and that energy (crystalized in the sap of the memory) resonates with the image (or photo or painting or song, whatever). Surely that’s the real fun to be had in this, the no-touchee, no smells, no taste, virtual world, am I right? So many artifacts at our fingertips that, although not necessarily possessing an inherent memory-emotional-residue in and of themselves, are like refrigerator magnets flying out of kitchen drawers, every time we go rummaging around in our heads, as we do when we write a post like this. We all do, right? Rummage around in the linoleum-floored, pantry-smelling-like-cinnamon-and-coffee, kitchen part of our minds… right? Hey, Lizzi! I know you know what I mean… and zoe and even though she’s trying to blend in to the crowd, if you ask Valerie about the rainy-Saturday afternoon state of mind that accompanies most post writing, she’d totally know what you were talking about. I should stop now before someone thinks to ask about the two clarks in the photo.) lol
1) Phyllis gets Grat Item #1 Honors for actually doing cool things, (in contrast to thinking of things that would be cool to do).
That little round thing in the background? Moonrise, Thursday August 18, 2016 Narragansett RI
2) Una comes in at #2 with her aplomb. While a quality frequently observed in canines, Una manages to maintain it with a certain élan that makes an old man wish for younger days*
3) Which surely leaves me at #3 what with my excellent dog-walking, car driving, video making skills btw my youtube widget is only semi-working, if you click on the pitcha below, the movie will start right up.
4) Well, that was certainly….orderly. I’m really grateful for that (…cha-ching!)
5) I normally would say that the internet is something that I’m grateful for, and I am. However, this week it was the connections that are available so easily on-line that I would single out. Specifically, in relation to my work on ‘Almira’. I now know about the ‘Great Tri-State Tornado of 1925’ (and the hour or so of time I spent following virtual breadcrumbs was all made worthwhile in this, starkly evocative line (from one page of an un-remembered site): “1:45 pm the tornado hit near Lixville, MO . There it hit the school killing one child, John Fulton.” (damn! I really hope someday to be capable of writing lines like that!)
6) ‘Almira‘ I’m grateful for the positive reception that last week’s Chapter 20 received. It was a key chapter. (In) Chapter 21 we’ll learn more about the lives and relationships of our secondary characters. I, for one, realized, in the process of researching the lives of the characters, that Hunk Dietrich was orphaned in that very weather event in the 1925 referenced in the preceding Item. (As the storm approached, he couldn’t get into his house, all the doors were locked and so, he hid in the crawl space under the front porch. Well, the house, (with his mother and sister safely inside), were lifted whole off the stone foundation and moved over the county line. Unfortunately, the landing was not quite as gentle as the one that a Dorothy Gale’s house would, 12 years in the future, experience. By a miracle of the type that seems to always appear in the rubble of a horrific natural disaster, (in this particular case, 695 fatalities on March 18, 1925), the boy survived without a scratch. At least, in terms of observable trauma. But Chapter 21 will not be a downer, all doom and gloom, because we know, (if we read Chapter 20), that Dorothy is on the path to getting some answers to the question that stands between her and a happy, maybe even, satisfying life.
7) This bloghop, (with it’s hostess CS Lewis’s grandniece and 9 totally alluring co-hostinae), always makes the list. (Well, duh!)
8) I should get some more photos…
9) BoSR/SBoR the name says it all, non?
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FRIST! Okay…Ima gonna go back and read. lolol
totally way of the FRIST warrior. In fact, unless I’m mistaken*, the BoSR/SBoR specifically mentions pre-reading in service of FRIST… “…the realization that one [is] the first to read, or, at minimum, none have commented, it is allowable to claim [F]RIST as you would have taken in visually (if not processed to conscious appreciation) the words of the post… on your weigh (sic) to the bottom of the page. ibid. 39 op. cit. y’all
* yeah, I know, as if …lol
Oh good! I secretly consulted the BoSR. :)
Una is a cutie! Makes me think of Vinny, who’s kind of grumpy but hella-loyal. I’ve never seen such a loyal dog. J always says, “he loves his momma!” Haha. That makes me smile every time.
As for the book – kudos to you!!
I’m just about through the 4th draft of the second novel and J finished the edits on the first, so have to go back and do those. Writing that much in such a short amount of time left me a little pooped so…probably going to go do a lot of coloring drawings for awhile. :) Am also inspired to write more articles on HubPages…I’m all inspired because they’ve been creating niche sites and my income from them has increased, so I’m like well….huh. LOL.
Anyways, will try to call in this evening. No relatives, friends or traveling going on…so maybe. :)
Well and Una has the advantage of being more compact than her predecessorinae so she’s quite comfortable all sittin shotgun and such.
good to hear about your book must be feeling like totally good to have as much done as you have… I get a bit of the feeling on Mondays (or sometimes Tuesdays) when I hit publish on the current Chapter… nice
we be around
Magnets from kitchen drawers, forgotten items at the back of the cupboard, and the sudden unexpected pleasure of finding forgotten money, previously stashed (probably with the purpose of providing the future self with an intentional pleasure) and mindfully forgotten :)
LOVE the pic.
kitchen drawers surely are the wardrobes of modern life, to reference your great uncle…. (though, they are too tiny and surely would not do to escape, only to look at the afar places)
Love me a good moonrise.
:-)
So many people say a full moon messes with their mood. For me, it’s the total opposite. It feels like something special. I guess because that’s my best chance at seeing the moon at all, as full as it is.
:-)
Loving Almira with each successive chapter that shows up for me to digest. Nice. job.
it surely has a more… something, than sunrises. more subjective, is probably the word I’m looking for,
writing Almira has been quite the experience… I’m learning the story barely a week ahead of you guys… hence the occasional Tuesday publications
Well, I for one won’t ask about David and Juliette :D
Good for Phyllis! Very cool.
I for one would not be thinking of anything except: “Don’t let me get eaten by a shark!”
moon sharks! ayiiee why didn’t anyone say anything before!!
The photo on the beach with the moon peeking over the horizon line makes me quite a lot envious. It has been far too long since I have been at a beach.
Una’s coat is really quite stunning, isn’t it. Surrounding yourself with loveliness all around!
very… I do not get to the beach much myself, which really is odd, being in the area and liking the ocean a lot
Una looks lovely….and of course the whale song yawn goes without saying is my favorite! I
you know that was my thought at the time…lol
I love that word aplomb. Does Una feel like a hot dog these days? Great shot of Phyllis and the moon rise.
no! at least not as she indicates by her behavior, which is to go out and sit in the yard and guard the house, no matter how hot. (‘course that could be her sense of duty, too. she’s very into fulfilling her role as a member of our little pack, here)
Oh, and thanks for the mention. I’m glad to be back to it.
Love the pic of Phyllis. Does she actually get in the water, like dunking her head and everything? Does she know that’s a giant fish toilet bowl?
hell… she does the whole swim around, feet not touching or nothin! At least there ain’t no snappin turtles like what lurk in them ‘fresh’ water lakes and such! I’d be more a’scairt of swimming in a lake than an ocean… even with the sharks and such… hey! maybe that’s why that movie franchise is so popular… you know the one, ‘Sharknado’? got the best of the ocean and the weather in the way of predator-scary things.
It looks like Phyllis had a great time swimming at moonrise!
she does enjoy it. a bit of a family tradition by ‘tradition’ I mean every year, by ‘family’ I mean… Phyllis lol