25 March 2013

Notes - shallowness and depth / humor / good story / Pouch 15 completed / irony


        Come back when you have finished your exercises. - Amorella 

         1118 hours. I do feel better (like I have actually accomplished something) after doing the exercises. Pretty snow covered morning, and much to my liking in that the roads are clear and so is the driveway. We only had about two inches of the six to eight that were predicted. And, the coming weekend is supposed to be warmer, maybe even on par with the season in southwest Ohio.

         You had a nice note from an old colleague, Ann H., wishing you well this morning on linked-in. - Amorella

         I did. We disagreed about the importance of curriculum; she taught her way and I taught mine. Daughter Kim had her for junior honors and I had her for AP. Kim enjoyed us both. Kim had Laney too, back in junior high, before Laney transferred to the high school, now Laney has her doctorate and teaches at Xavier. She, has, as they say, moved on up.

         She has and you wish her well as always. Later, orndorff. Post. - Amorella

         Humanity has its unseen shallowness and depth at the same time.

        Yes, it does. - Amorella


        1144 hours. I think some of that shallowness and depth is captured in Brothers 15. I hope so.
         Interesting where you went with this, don't you think? - Amorella

         Surprising more than interesting. I was trying to think where I could capture this feeling [shallowness and depth] and realized (to me) that I already had in Brothers 15.

         Now post. - Amorella

         No one will understand these books, Amorella, I hardly understand them myself, some to them, like this, not until later.

          Adds to the overall humor, boy. - Amorella


         Carol is down doing her exercises and you are feeling better so why don't we work on Pouch 15? - Amorella

         You are surprised also at the beginning of Pouch 15. Here is why. You were going to go out and check for the mail and as you put on your sweatshirt you noticed the small pile of pebbles on the top of your chest-of-draws along with the bear claw you had dug out of a overnight satchel the other day. You picked up the bear claw, felt it and suddenly thought, 'I can use this.' So, after checking the mail (it has not arrived yet) and bringing the recycle utility can back to the garage from the street you and I decided to put the claw to work.
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Diplomatic Pouch 15 - intro

            Meanwhile in other private apartments aboard Ship the other four have divided into pairs and are in their respective rooms. First, we listen in on Blake and Friendly's conversation.

            "What are you rubbing in your hand, if I may ask?"

            Caught off guard Blake responded by opening his left hand, "Oh, this?" (He stood slightly embarrassed.) "It was a gift from my father. He was a hunter. It is supposed to go on a key chain but I keep it for good luck -- like a rabbit's foot." (He showed it to her for the taking if she wished.)

            Friendly held it and felt the smoothness of the claw, thinking, this is like a ThreePlanet primate's fingernail. "What animal is this from?"

            "A bear. Dad killed the bear in the Canadian Rockies about twenty years ago. He had a silver clasp and hook made to hold the claw so it could be used as a key chain, and he left it to me when he died."

            "That was kind."

            Uncomfortable, Blake smiled and commented, "It is not the kind of thing you use for navigation on Ship, I am sure."

            "Luck. Mr. Blake, sometimes luck is all we have."

            198 words
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         Serendipity at work no question about it. (1245)
       Again, it adds to the humor, my sense of humor, boy. Post. - Amorella


       1620 hours. Late lunch at Panera then home to do  household chores. Plus, Carol is making Grandma Schick's family meatloaf recipe for supper. -- She just put it in the oven. Most awesome.
         1702 hours. I have been working on Pouch 15 and stopped at 862 words. The problem is that this selection is only on Friendly and Blake.
         No problem, orndorff. You can delete a few words to allow this to fit into the usual pattern of words then next time we can work on Hartolite and Justin. - Amorella
         Is this allowed? I mean I thought we were going to do all four in this segment.
         When two species are getting to know one another trust has to be built with honesty and sincerity, in good faith. Good faith is surely worth being built in Pouch 16, don't you think? - Amorella
         Again, this is yet another example of the story line being completely unexpected. You appear too reasonable, too responsible to be human, Amorella. This is just a story.
         This is to be a good story, boy, nothing less, nothing more. Post. - Amorella

         2122 hours. We had meatloaf, veggies and mash potatoes for supper then watched last night's "Mentalist" and NBC News. Carol is watching "Dancing with the Stars" or was when I came upstairs to work. I finished Pouch 15 a short time ago and deleted and added. Anyway, I ended up with 736 words. It is mellower in tone than I thought it was going to be. I am enjoying it though and am looking forward as to how the first book of the new trilogy will be when completed.
         Good. Add Pouch 15 and post. - Amorella
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Diplomatic Pouch 15 ©2001-2013, rho - draft

            Meanwhile in other private apartments aboard Ship the other four have divided into pairs and are in their respective rooms. First, we listen in on Blake and Friendly's conversation. Diplomatic Pouch 16 continues with Hartolite and Justin.

            "What are you rubbing in your hand, if I may ask?"

            Caught off guard Blake responded by opening his left hand, "Oh, this?" (He stood slightly embarrassed.) "It was a gift from my father. He was a hunter. It is supposed to go on a key chain but I keep it for good luck -- like a rabbit's foot." (He showed it to her for the taking if she wished.)

            Friendly held it and felt the smoothness of the claw, while thinking, this is like a ThreePlanet primate's fingernail. "What animal is this from?"

            "A bear. Dad killed the bear in the Canadian Rockies about twenty years ago. He had a silver clasp and hook made to hold the claw so it could be used as a key chain." Blake continued, "It is not the kind of luck you use for navigation on Ship, I am sure."

            "Luck. Mr. Blake, sometimes luck is all we have."
            Blake Williams was surprised by how much instant relief this comment brought. He responded, "Luck is something I am glad we share."

            Friendly dryly responded, "Good luck is better."
            Blake laughed and shook his head then asked, "I am interested in where Ship's electronic luck is located?"

            "Here, have a seat," said Friendly. "Like your chair the technology is in the floor or wall like you use insulation, but Ship's navigationanpower is built into the outer shell much like muscle and nerves. There are safety redundancies of course."

            Seated and relaxed Blake asked, "How many redundancies?"
            "Nine."
            "Nine safety redundancies for everything. Very impressive."

            "All are interconnected with lifesaving apparatus for every individual on board." She paused, "with you three given the priority."
            Blake was silent for a moment as he wasn't sure what if any words should come up. Finally he quietly said, "Thank you."

            "Our culture is built on being polite even when it is not necessarily expedient." Looking poker-faced, Friendly added, "You may take this as a weakness."
            Blake broke into laughter, "The thought had not yet come up." He then solemnly continued, "You don't want to come here. This is a very dangerous place. Very dangerous."
            Friendly replied, "We feel you three are not a threat."

            Again, relief hit Blake where it counts most in his spirit, his heartansoulanmind. He immediately felt very fortunate to be alive and to be with two other fellow human beings he loved very much. He unconsciously wiped away a single tear from his right eye, and in his quietest polite manner said, "Thank you, most kindly."

            "You have more questions, Mr. Blake."
            "Yes, but first call me Blake, please. It is more informal. This is a more personal question. My last name is Williams."

            Friendly smiled, "Yes, Dr. Williams. I was attempting to be more informal myself. I have read that some doctors try to relax their patients by having them call them Dr. and then their first name; but I thought Dr. Blake might still sound to formal and thus, 'Mr. Blake' because 'Blake' alone would be impolite as we have just met as we are."
            "You must have felt bad with your clever ruse of us early on."

            "Yes. We could not decide what to do. We came here to meet with Earthlings but who do you meet with first?"
            "With all the great leaders in our world, leaders in all the nations; surely you could have done better than us. We are not leaders."
            "But you are a family of adults."

            Blake smiled warmly, "We are not always adult-minded."
            "Neither are we. Both of our species are playful when we feel at ease."

            Both were quiet for a moment, a relaxed quiet. Friendly spoke, "Ship decided you three were fine for the purposes of first meeting." She hesitated, "Would you like to know my last name?"
            "I didn't know you had one. Yes, of course."
            "Lakenladybytherightstreamanfork."
           
            She laughed, "That's a translation. Here it is in Marsupialese tongue -- Quandomix."
            "Friendly Quandomix."
            
            "Friendly would be Ar."
            "Ar Quandomix."

            She said, "Yes, it is strange hearing you speak in a Marsupialese voice."
            He said, "I would like to know more about you and your friends?"

            "What about Ship?
            "Ship too, but people first."

736 words
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        You were ready to shut the computer down when you remembered that it is time to bring the last three chapters together in summary and definition. Tomorrow you have a dental appointment tomorrow afternoon. - Amorella
         I didn't think I would like the summaries, but I do. It gives me time to compact what's going on in the sequences. Basically, it is like writing four books at once, that is, by the time the three volumes of Great Merlyn's Ghost are done I could write for separate books with titles: The Dead; The Brothers; Grandma's Stories; and Diplomatic Pouch. That is how it is coming together in my head presently. Not that I would do this because I would hope that the three volumes as a whole are seen as better than the three volumes separately, a sort of one + one + one = four rather than three.
         Unfortunately, you were never very good at mathematics, orndorff, but I understand your point and what you really want is for the point to run quietly between the lines like an underground stream. - Amorella
         Yes, exactly. You express myself much better than I do. (2229)
         Ironic, huh? Post. - Amorella

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