22 August 2012

Notes -we rise like clay / those who have no sight / right reasons /suggestion


         Busy morning. You had a blood test for the visit to the doctor next Tuesday. Scott is here working on the chimney. Stuff. Now it is leaning on noon.

         This poem I'm working on is not really a mantra, plus I don't know if I should have a separate transition literally -- a transition from the Dead to The Brother and one from the Brothers to Grandma and then another from Grandma to Diplomat? The book is full of transitions within the stories anyway. Serenity, peace, tranquility. Insight. It sounds too serious. Maybe if you or the Supervisor just had a short talk leading from one section to another (like the stage manager or using direct address) and then one from one chapter to another. I keep flashing on Asimov's "Encyclopedia Galactica" and how it introduced each chapter.

         How about beginning with "The Supervisor has a little saying  . . .?" - Amorella

         1218 hours. I like that. Why can't I think like that? Then what?

         Say a little ditty of four lines. - Amorella

         Like a mantra?

         No, like a ditty, a little song. - Amorella

         Like:  Ring-a-ring o'rosies
                  A pocket full of posies
                  "A-tishoo! A-tishoo!"
                  We all fall down!

         The very one. - Amorella

         Amazing. Okay, then what?

         We rise from clay on judgment day
         Be we dead or still alive

         That's it?

         Yes. Post. - Amorella
         

         1441 hours. Amorella wrote the following for the transition page.

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         The Supervisor has a little saying:

                           Ring-a-ring o'rosies
                           A pocket full of posies
                           "A-tishoo! A-tishoo!" 
                           We all fall down!

                           We rise from clay
                           On judgment day
                           Be we dead
                           Or still alive.


         Merlyn has this pocketed ditty memorized to the point it sits in stemmed reverence from which the four-leafed chapter dream grows to novel size and beyond. Merlyn kneads the dreams into words, a music for the heartansoulanmind whose transcendental spirit shines. The words cast out a light for those have no sight and for only those with an imagination that casts no shadow.
          
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         You and Carol had a good lunch at Smashburgers and shortly are leaving to look at stores for new outdoor lights. - Post. - Amorella


        1647 hours. We are stopped at Kroger's on Mason-Montgomery  Road. Is the "reference" above supposed to be "reverence"? Reverence sounds better in context.

         Change the word to "reverence".  Ask, as you are, when the words do not appear right. You're the editor on this team, boy. - Amorella

         Working together on this project is not what I expected. I don't want to jinx the relationship through these three novels.

         Sometimes what appears to be superstition to you is actually intuition. I'm working with you, my boy.

         No more question on who or what you are by me.

         This is because you resolved it by giving up the questions to rework the Merlyn trilogy. You gave it up for the right reasons. Post. - Amorella


         2208 hours. I have spent about an hour cleaning up the drive & prepping for Bro.1 rewrite. Before that we watched two of last night's shows, White Collar and Covert Affairs.

         Read The Brothers-One from the book tonight and wait until tomorrow to begin. You are anxious because you have no idea how to change this. Don't attempt to change it tonight. Tomorrow is soon enough. Relax, then go to bed. Post. - Amorella

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