Notes

        Up at seven, fed the cats and had breakfast. Picked up the mail at the Post Office. Returned home to find the cat missing (again). You looked everywhere and even outside in case she had slipped out the door when you did your chore. Turns out you and Carol looked most everywhere as you found her in an under-the-guest-bed case of stored clothes asleep (away from Ellie).

         While you were looking it dawned on you that her getting away again was a form of punishment for not thanking G---D directly. Then it made you think how this could have begun. The simplest thing. Not thanking G---D directly, and then guilt and then thanking and praising G---D out of fear and guilt mostly, but sincerely too. How to tell the difference? There is the rub.

         Thank you for expressing this, Amorella. Sometimes I just have to let everything go down the drain with the dirty bathwater and hope my thank you comes sincerely from the heart and not the mind.

         In here, this is the reason I have the soul separating the two. It makes sense even in a fiction. We can use this material in the story and relate it to Mother’s fear and guilt. It is not because of Mother, but it is a part of the human condition. The balance between heart and mind, the soul takes care of itself (for the most part). In here, when the soul has an imbalance, it is difficult for both the mind and the heart. I will address this also, as a metaphysical ‘error’. Uncommon but it happens. Perfection, as humans envision it, is not a part of these books. How could they be? Why would they be? How would a human ‘know’ what perfection is? How could anything imperfect ‘know’ or even ‘understand’ perfection? Arrogance is what it is in these books. Post, all for now. – Amorella.

          Going on evening news time and you are waiting for Carol at Kroger’s after an afternoon of errands after a late lunch at Cracker Barrel. Lots of rain. Tonight after a makeshift supper of sandwiches you are watching last night’s Bones and CSI. Then we can work. Tomorrow is housekeeping day. Mother’s got some housekeeping issues too, as you will see. I am going to give this scene a more authentic human feel than seen in other works, which is one of the reasons this is not comparable to other stories, and won’t be. You like to call the books unorthodox because of the gallows humor. This shows how twisted you are in humor but I can put up with it because twisted as it is the stories do not and will not be subject to any hangman’s knot as far as I can see.

         That comment reminds me of a great American short story with a  Civil War setting. I just can’t think of the title or author. Wait. “Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” is the title, still can’t think of the author. Checked it – Ambrose Bierce. Shoot, I taught that for years in sophomore literature and maybe even in a couple of freshman lit classes. Great story. I forgot that Twilight Zone had an episode of the same name, fitting. I remember it now too. Anyway, it was a twisted story also. Time for the news and supper.

          No more notes. The next time you write we go to chapter five and work on scene twelve. – Amorella.