Nature and a Bit of Druids
I slept extra poorly and had a late, grimy start. I am thankful for God's nature though.
We have a side porch that is covered and looks out into a small grove of trees. It has rained most of today, so it's clean and cool outside. Birds are tweeting, and raindrops are pattering; it's the best kind of quiet. Thankfully, the neighbors are not blasting their misplaced music across the neighborhood, so I have a cocoon of nature and focus.
I might even have my Skype tutoring session out here! I hope the birds won't be too distracting. We'll see.
Dexter keeps trotting back and forth, eternally searching for something very important.
Have I told you my dream of having a sun-room office of sorts? Sitting near nature has always been such a great facilitator for work in general and writing in particular. Some of my best scenes were inspired by sitting out here. Even now, I'm feeling so much smoother than I have these past few days—even despite the crummy start to my day. There's something magical about nature, about trees, about birds, about the stars, about wind and rain, thunder and lightning.
I am always thinking about my elementals. I feel like the waters should be magical, perhaps druidic. And not literal druids obviously but more of a Baldur's Gate kind of druid. I tell you very sincerely that I grew up on video games. Just as well as with books, I have been filled with a sense of wonder because of video games.
I couldn't stomach the common games like Fifa or NFL? games. The sports games. I couldn't do OH SCHEISSE. The TV has been turned on. Maybe I just favor a different sedative, but I've always found television to be some kind of mind-numbing irritant. Video games may numb the mind to be sure, but there's a level of engagement necessary: you make choices and employ tactics. You follow a story and level abilities. Television is—what I call in my heart—a noise box. I can't hear it, so I may be ok.
So my waters may be like druids: communing with the animals and sensing the movement of the stars, for alignments will affect the waters just as the moon affects the tide. The only sadness I have is that I can't quite find a way to include raw magic, like Harry Potter magic. We shall see. I have time.
What's super awesome though is that the winds will be steampunk techno-geniuses! Booyeah! Like robots and laser cannons and spaceships and stuff. Everything I could dream. Jeepers, I have to get to that story soon before my need for it bursts my brain! Thus, I'm off to Michael to hone up some skills, and then tomorrow I may devote some time to plotting out Meadowvale to wrap it up finally once and for all.
Huzzah!
We have a side porch that is covered and looks out into a small grove of trees. It has rained most of today, so it's clean and cool outside. Birds are tweeting, and raindrops are pattering; it's the best kind of quiet. Thankfully, the neighbors are not blasting their misplaced music across the neighborhood, so I have a cocoon of nature and focus.
I might even have my Skype tutoring session out here! I hope the birds won't be too distracting. We'll see.
Dexter keeps trotting back and forth, eternally searching for something very important.
Have I told you my dream of having a sun-room office of sorts? Sitting near nature has always been such a great facilitator for work in general and writing in particular. Some of my best scenes were inspired by sitting out here. Even now, I'm feeling so much smoother than I have these past few days—even despite the crummy start to my day. There's something magical about nature, about trees, about birds, about the stars, about wind and rain, thunder and lightning.
I am always thinking about my elementals. I feel like the waters should be magical, perhaps druidic. And not literal druids obviously but more of a Baldur's Gate kind of druid. I tell you very sincerely that I grew up on video games. Just as well as with books, I have been filled with a sense of wonder because of video games.
I couldn't stomach the common games like Fifa or NFL? games. The sports games. I couldn't do OH SCHEISSE. The TV has been turned on. Maybe I just favor a different sedative, but I've always found television to be some kind of mind-numbing irritant. Video games may numb the mind to be sure, but there's a level of engagement necessary: you make choices and employ tactics. You follow a story and level abilities. Television is—what I call in my heart—a noise box. I can't hear it, so I may be ok.
So my waters may be like druids: communing with the animals and sensing the movement of the stars, for alignments will affect the waters just as the moon affects the tide. The only sadness I have is that I can't quite find a way to include raw magic, like Harry Potter magic. We shall see. I have time.
What's super awesome though is that the winds will be steampunk techno-geniuses! Booyeah! Like robots and laser cannons and spaceships and stuff. Everything I could dream. Jeepers, I have to get to that story soon before my need for it bursts my brain! Thus, I'm off to Michael to hone up some skills, and then tomorrow I may devote some time to plotting out Meadowvale to wrap it up finally once and for all.
Huzzah!
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