Last year in November I tried the experiment of doing Nanowrimo which is short for National Novel Writing Month. The challenge is to write 1700 words every day during November. The Nanowrimo website is set up to let you track your words and sends encouraging messages along with an internet sticker that says you are [...]
Jessamyn 10 (there is no #9 sorry!)
“Do you have to go? Can I go? You really need more rest.” The bruises on his face stood out vividly and I imagined his side was not much better from what the hospital had told me. “Don’t fuss, Jess. I’ll be alright and you can’t count the sheep for me.” His smile kept the [...]
Jessamyn 8
I sat for a bit considering the situation. The caretaker aspect was very clear to me. Duncan was not going to go very far; I was going to stay quite close to him for the next few days. Not just because he was old and injured but because something fairly awful had happened and evidently [...]
Twenty constants
I went to hear Steve Hemler of the CAINA discuss scientific proofs for the existence of God. He did a great job of presenting the proof from the fine-tuning of the universal constants. Next week he is doing a presentation on Evolution and Creation. I especially appreciated his comment that anyone is still free to [...]
Jessamyn seven
Chapter -- What Next? At the hospital the day nurse seemed a little surprised to see me. I wasn’t sure why. When I said that I had come to take Mr. Vester home she asked for all my identification. I handed it over, including the Healthcare Power of Attorney, though I pointed out that the [...]
thoughts on genre
What is genre? I have asked and asked this question and someone on another blog said that a story is a piece of art that induces a pattern of types and intensities of emotion -- that are different for different genres: horror, romance, mystery, and so on. And the lightbulb finally went on. I went [...]
Jessamyn 6
THe blogger me did not mean to miss all of October! At nine years of age I had been scared of the stairs going down into darkness unless my great aunt held my hand. This time however the cellar was a surprise. A light at the top of the stairs revealed it had been painted [...]
