Late morning. You are at Pine Hill Lakes
Park and have completed your thirty-minute walk. Carol is still walking. The
day is more and more Autumn in setting but warmer as the month can sometimes
be. Last night you slept in bed until a coughing fit, walked to the chair and
promptly fell asleep until morning. – Amorella
Surprise.
You drove home, Carol took two Jennifer cookies from the freezer and now you
have your ice waters and cookies sitting in the shade facing west in Rose Hill
Cemetery. Carol is on page 274 of Child’s The Enemy and you are ready to
work on Pouch Six. While sitting in the park facing the lake you thought it
would be humorous if the machine was a misfit, having trouble between
consciousness and unconscious or automatic machinery behavior and that his
nickname is Hiccup. – Amorella
1121 hours. Wow. I did but I had
already forgotten the thought – it appeared humorous at the time. I was waiting
for Carol to get to the other side so we could wave before we both started back
to the car. I remember thinking that for some reason the Cleric got the
machinery because it was a misfit and she felt sorry for it and helped it get
along. Rather silly actually. Probably me feeling sorry for myself, irony now
but growing up that was me. I kept thinking as a kid that I didn’t get to do
what I wanted when I really did get to do most any I wanted to do. Then there
was always math class every year a hell part of the day. Doug could always do
it all. I daydreamed my life away until college. Then I discovered I would have
to work in school and I didn’t want to so I didn’t.
That is mostly laziness boy I assure you. –
Amorella
Well, I don’t really agree. Anyway,
the priestess ‘fixes’/raises this computer machinery and helps it along the
way, much as I have always received help from caring and kind friends.
Think on it. What you really want is a twist
of some sort, take a thick stick pretzel and make a three-loop skinner one
instead. – Amorella
1133 hours. That’s good, Amorella.
Start a new document and let’s go to it. –
Amorella
1210 hours. I feel better with 77
words. I had no idea how to begin.
We begin quickly boy because of the word
limit. You’ll be fine once this first pouch segment from ThreePlanets is up and
running. Here is the first from across the galaxy. – Amorella
** **
I
want my companion, thinks Onesixanzero. I want Drenakite the Savior to be
inside my pouch where I can keep her safe.
The
gray dark stone walled pouch opens and the Director of ThreePlanets walks in
and sits stiffly and silently in one of two comfortable half circular leaf
green armchairs. The pouch closes.
Onesixanzero
says, “Good morning, Mr. Kembel. What can I do for you today?”
“I
am waiting for Drenakite. She will be here momentarily.
From Pouch 6 Book 2 – Three
Planets © rho
** **
1332 hours. I
was looking over the dimensions of the Gate of the Sun in Bolivia; they are
about ten feet high and thirteen feet wide. How about making the tower a
fourteen feet wide square with a five-foot peaked top.
Why
not? The dark greenish-to-black moss on the outside and in is, like the leaf, a
way for machinery to sense like a human. Amorella
You just woke up from an hour and a half
nap. Checked your phone and saw Kim, Paul and the boys are home from their
trip. Later, dude. – Amorella
Denise
Williams was one of your former students who passed on your book announcement
to the Indian Hill Alumni and you apologized when you realize that when you
deleted the announcement it also deleted her sharing. She suggests you do a
Facebook ‘Like’ page for your work as you have seen others do. You thanked her
for the idea because you truly appreciate it. However, upon thinking more about
it you are not sure that a Like page is appropriate for a story being told to
an Angel even in fiction. Here is your conflict. The ‘telling a story to an
Angel’ is not the original context for writing the book, which was to explain
and use yourself for, in your mind (imagination and experience), an authentic
fiction. It is mine. You told Denise you wanted to share your story not sell
it. A ‘Like’ page is a way of sharing. Post. – Amorella
Thank you, Amorella
You now have two hundred and eighty one
words and Drenakite is about to arrive. – Amorella
Time for a break, boy. – Post. - Amorella
Post, dude. - Amorella
1739 hours. My fingers move and
letters into words appear on the keyboard. My fingers move before I ‘know’ the
letters. The fingers hit the keys on their own. As this has not been drafted
before the experience is quite noticeable after the immediate fact.
You
now have 445 words completed on your first draft of Pouch Six. Enough for
tonight. Tomorrow evening Kim and the boys will meet you for supper at Cracker
Barrel before arriving home for the next few days.
2241 hours. This draft is mostly
working but I need to keep simplifying the amount of material to be taken in by
the reader. I need to ease into it myself.
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