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‘Seeding’ info in stories on the go …

What I’m writing now in Lodestar contains a few events that for better a better reading experience, should’ve had their beginnings seeded into earlier chapters. For example, you will meet Moab, one of the Marl-Family. He was thought lost/dead, never mentioned because that’s the herder/hunter folk’s tradition.

The chapter being wrangled into existence is one of my so-called bridges from section to section. The timeline is complex at this point. I may later post a map.

Snippet 2

Once everybody crossed the channel there was a confab among the Kuri-Family group. Since they were last to cross, their decisions would stay private a while longer. Jenk gave Moss, Kyle and Io his instructions, to explore the road west, mark the water-crossing somehow, and rest in the new grazing grounds. Discover its seasons. He gave more than half the herd into their care, consisting of most of the brood animals, young females and a few sires. Plus they had their own riding camels and stringers, of course.

“A few herdies wouldn’t go amiss,” Kyle said.

“Suggestions?” Jenk said tersely. …

“Lewit and Jeldie? Not her fault she’s a Jovat. Not his fault he’s a Lomack. Merin and Kier? Same again,” Kyle said.

“Marl-Fa might want to come totally,” Moss said. “What’s against asking him? I’m young for chiefing, anyone wanting to grab the chance will say. And then? We have exactly three defenders?”

“The Marl-Family and all their camels?” Jenk said. “We don’t know how much grazing there will be. But I hear you.”

“Jenk,” Kuri-Chief said. “Camp with them this side of the Red Channel. The tidal flats, sea-lettuce grazing will last a day or two. One or the other of the young men and Ivy can cross the water, see the lay of the land. The grazing, campsite near any freshwater supply. Once they return, you rejoin us.” She gestured at Kes and herself. “We’ll speak with Marl, Kier and Merin, when we arrive at the Party Camp.”

Kuri-Chief at the head of the column, and Kestrel at the rear, swung into east with the remaining third of their herd. Nearly all of the remaining animals were stringers and trained riding camels, carrying the Kuri-Family’s tent, a couple of annexes and also all the numbers fostering children. With a few additional animals destined for slaughter, they were a lean and mean herd.

Couple of Questions, WP?

How come when I post a teaser for a later, more comprehensive post, it’s not to be seen out in the published posts arena, but turns up in Draft? Wait, I think I published that teaser while on my mobile phone. Shouldn’t make any difference though, should it? The platform works seamlessly across different appliances?

And conversely, when I have a post sitting in Draft, it can collect Views and Likes? As though it’s been gamboling out in the public arena, and it is still only a haphazard collection of thoughts? While this is not the first time this has happened, it’s the first time that I’ve thought to follow the trail.

I thought Draft was the place where I could have things on hold, waiting for more info, more energy, more time and or everything else that I need to get a post happening? It’s the place where I save good topics, the possibility of long pieces, things I want to comment on, things that need editing. Not for public reading as yet.

This post was meant as a teaser: https://ritadeheer385131918.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=2698&action=edit&calypsoify=1

It apparently has lived in Draft for the past two days, but managed to collect 2 Views and 3 Likes. How, I want to know?

I’m wondering whether you have a bunch of learner-bots out.

A ‘Woe is me’ day …

Yes. Having one of those days when all plans are having to be thrown out of the window. I have a ‘lurgy’ in the slang of my day and my time.

I’m sitting up sleeping at 4 PM, absolutely the worst time for an hour’s worth of sleep that will probably be traded in tonight for an extra hour of wakeful coughing. A ten minute nanna-nap or even a five minute power-nap would’ve maybe saved the night.

I can barely speak, and cough at the slightest exertion and it’s been over a week already, I’m over it, though when has that ever worked?

Days have been lonely while I’ve stayed home to not spread this bug through the facility. But, anyway, as more sitting down activities were required, I started the project I hit on during one of these wakeful nights.

Had a lot of notes already thinking I should remember these people somehow. Dots on the phone directory. Names and a couple of words on the calendar. Four people from this floor. Many I met while we all travel in the elevator.

I’m calling it my META project … which stands for Meet Everybody, Talk about Anything. So far, I’ve lived here for 70 days and have met and talked with 17 fellow residents, when the last nine days I’ve been in isolation.

Another wet day outside

Azolla Water Fern

Azolla water fern are one of my favorite plants. Theyfix oxygen and keep the water underneath fresh.

Indtead I’ve got a great dying. I managed to keep them alive and thriving for 14 months, through moving house, twice changing water, mud, and water again. Now all dead and brown, I don’t know why.

Too cold? Not enough light? Water poisoned somehow? Fish nibbling on the roots? Only two fish remain and they are carniverous. It’s a mystery.

The chickweed are doing very well, thank you.

‘First things first | A Working Library’

Every so often at breakfast time I jump through a rabbit hole that presents itself as an independent blog post, and see what I can see down there.

This morning, since I was late anyway, and since my computer fell corner-wise on my right foot little toe yesterday and I can walk only painfully, I thought I might as well.

Because it is at breakfast time that I normally check my emails, BOMs opinion on the weather for the day, and a few other things depending on how long each thing takes. One hour is it, including breakfast.

Looks like I’m only allowed three paragraphs for this post, and I’m typing this completely in the dark … maybe I better move it to my laptop … that didn’t happen and lost my train of thought in the meantime. So this is it for the meantime.

is impossible to write an effective first post on a blog.
— Read on aworkinglibrary.com/writing/first-things-first

Art: Evercool by GC Myers

One of the many suppressed longings of creation which cry after fulfilment is for neglected joys within reach; while we are busy pursuing chimerical …

Evercool

This morning found another artist whose paintings ‘speak’ to me. Simple at first glance with well defined shapes. The colours, how I also like to outline them.

But complex, too. Layers signified by tree branches in front and behind. The road topping hills and going out of sight in the dales. Thetr is distance and perspective.

And there’s luscious substance, not to forget. Shapes shadowed as they curve inward to meet the bedrock of the canvas.

I like it a lot.