A cool mid-morning with a blue sky that will warm up into the nineties. You are sitting in the share at north Pine Hill waiting on Carol to complete her walk.
I am not sure about not having much of a setting in these stories.
It's the Dead angle, boy. Think of it as a radio show. We can add something in the Prologue. Even though this is all laid out for you there will still be minor aspects to add or cut from time to time. So, let's call this work a near final draft.
I like it so far. The brackets serve Soki better and the (elephant in the room) concept is a good one. I would have never thought of this. I just hope it is more communicative and cleaned up to the point that I could sit in the room if the boys or Kim and Paul read it. Thank you, Amorella.
Thank you's are like prayers, boy, they don't need to be advertized. You still have some old Quaker and Presbyterian sensibilities built in. I'm in here. I know these things. You were surprised watching the DVRed program on Mormons from Wednesday night. Five-year segments. Similar to your humanoid marsupial culture. Why are you afraid to mention it? - Amorella
Because it didn't seem right to do so. I was surprised, and there were other social aspects also. The only Mormon I have known was Aunt Fran, Uncle Dee's wife. She helped me survive when I was born because she had A negative blood which I needed. They ended up living in California and the last time I saw her was when we boys visited on our trip out west in the summer of 1960. She was a nice lady and we had a place to stay for a day or two but she didn't put up with much from us four. Uncle Dee (Eugene Schick) was the oldest of Mom's three brothers. I always liked Uncle Dee for his kind eyes and polite humanity. They had two children. Pete died in a motorcycle accident in his early thirties and Nancy is married and lives somewhere on the northern west coast.
Think of these varied world religions as philosophies and culture to allow you to be more at ease with them. The same with politics, philosophies and culture and let them go at that. - Amorella
That's good, Amorella. I think of the humanoid marsupials religions and politics that way because I am foreign to their culture. It works the same here too though even though I am not so foreign as I would sometimes like to be.
Refreshingly honest, young man. Let's put this first intro-prologue and chapter together on Page, the Apple software. Then we can move on to The Dead in chapter two. - Amorella
1206 hours. I spent the better part of an hour cleaning up the desktop and the thumbdrive before we left the park and our reading in the relaxing shade. I am set for clean working on this project.
You are home, take a break. Post. Amorella
1701 hours. A few minutes ago I read that Neil Armstrong passed unexpectedly. I am sorry to hear this. He was kind to me in the mid 1980's when we were both charter members of the Countryside Y in nearby Lebanon, Ohio. He took the time to say hello and to chat with Kim and myself. I will remember him for his kindness and consideration to young Kim. Mr. Armstrong was both fatherly and polite when he took the few moments to sincerely focus with Kim. She was shy when he shook her hand. (We were both attending the same meeting.) I never saw him when he wasn't kind, considerate and polite. I never saw the shyness. A real hero in my book and I feel honored to have met with him in life.
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