(10:30 am Sat Nov 29, 2008)
Ha. Another day of problems looms. Time conflicts and constraints. Will our intrepid author manage to reach his National Novel Writing Month word goal before the month ends?
Tune in to see the spine tingling tension mount as he digs deep, using every trick at his disposal in his valient effort to overcome the odds and the forces arrayed against him.
Watch and listen as he has a character tune in to a radio station or stream music over the internet and the song lyrics boost the word count.
Listen to him complain and moan about slippery time and temporl black holes and other such nonsense in the hopes that you will fail to notice that nothing of any import is happening with his plot. Lack of plot to be brutally honest. And he has the audacity to hope this while being entirely up front about it. What gall. What effrontery, what daring and dashing do. (And yes, he knows that is incorrect but leaves it in anyway. Let the inner editor suffer on this last weekend. He may correct an obious typo / spelling error on thse last two days, but even some of those he may leave. We shall have to watch closely and see.)
***
(10:37 am Sat Nov 29, 2008)
The problem is, there is a hair cut at twelve noon (this time brought to you by the department of redundency department), sound check and set up at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the double duty ball tonight. All guaranteed to eat into the word production efforts.
On the positive side, the month's goal is less than one thousand words away at this very moment. That is a good thing. There is a certain sweet feeling in not throwing in the towel in the face of problems.
***
Sarah on the high seas. Midnight buffet and hot tub please. A good book on the leather couch in the library. Dancing at midnight. Singing at the piano bar. Running in the sun to find some needed energy. Around and around. The breeze strong in the face as she heads for the bow and weak on the back as she turns for the stern.
And all the while her ear buds playing music in her ears.
***
I was driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
We were heading down to Memphis
Where I had plans to blow my stack
On the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
There was something in the water
That made it hard to see
So I had to drive by feeling
And that was just alright by me
Cause that undertaker's daughter
Took me by surprise
And the steam was bubbling all around
With Memphis on the rise
So I gave a lobo whistle
And squirmed in my Levis
Then I kissed her cherry lips
And pierced her hot green eyes
Then we reached the shores of Memphis
And the King came out to see
The undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back with me
And as he faded in the mists of time
I heard a lobo sound
And a hunk of burnt out love
Came crashing to the ground
Then I went driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
***
See gentle reader, I knew I could get some music in here somehow. Sweet. (If you would like to record many of these lyrics in this book, check the license and go to town within it's confines.)
***
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Baby how low can you go
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm comin' in the clear
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Dance it baby uh huh
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving all I'm feeling
I don't know why I'm leaving
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
Can you hear me now
***
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
Well I speared a grouper
And I dove some conch
Come night I mashed de roach
In a honkey-tonk
Yes that old red rooster
He was really jumping
And the gals was wine-ing
And my heart was thumping
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
***
And now we are a half way to the day's goal and almost to the month's goal and one again music helps you get to where you need to be in life. Music. Sweet music. Beautiful music. Island music. Spherical music.
***
After her run, Sarah went back to her cabin for a quick shower and change in to her swim suit before heading up to the pool for a little sun and swimming and perhaps a little jacuzzi lounging to boot.
She found herself a deck chair in the sun near the forward end on the twin pools and pread her pool towel out. She rested her bag on the ground and pulled her beach dress up over her head and folded it to use as a pillow.
Should she swim and then sun or sun first and then swim? She decided. Swim. Jacuzzi. Shower. Sun.
***
(10:59 am Sat Nov 29, 2008)
And now gentle reader, I need about twenty words to hit sixty thousand words for the month. Just three more.
Done!!!! See you later gentle reader. I will try and come back this afternoon and finish up the day's goal between the haircut and sound check!!!
Woot!!!
(11:02 am Sat Nov 29, 2008)
Monday, October 12, 2009
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D28
(3:44 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
(4:04 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
The chunks of time see to make a habit of slipping away. And the sad thing is, they manage to slip away while I AM looking just as well as while I am not looking. How do they manage to pull that off time after time. Some times. Before times, Never times, Betimes. Bed times. Dead times. Uncle Fred Times. New York Times. Life and times. Nursery Rhymes. Mountain Climbs. Old wind chimes. Long long lines. Minor crimes. Saline slimes. Windy mimes. Fridgid climes.
***
Sarah woke up in a nice room in a nice hotel near a mall down on Kendall Drive. She ordered herself up some breakfast via room service. Two pancakes, a well done omlette, bacon, toast, orange juice and some fresh fruit.
(4:14 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
(4:21 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
***
Another chunk gone...
After her meal, Sarah took a quick shower and took the elevator down to the lobby.
She walked outside into the cold air and headed over to the mall. It was a quarter to ten and the mall would be properly open for business soon. She wanted to buy a few things for her cruise tomorrow.
***
Where is Fuller gentle reader? I have been poking about in my head trying to figure out where he may have gone and so far there is not sign of him anywhere.
I am just too tired to think gentle reader. Someone has to start listening to some music for me soon so that I can mkae some headway and put this day and my tired head and body to rest.
Hmmm. I think I know wher Fuller went but I am not sure why yet.
***
Fuller woke op on the couch of a little recording studio in Texas. His cousin from Spanish Wells had a small apartment in town and had offered to let him use it if he ever wanted to visit Texas.
Fuller had been working on some songs with a guy online from the same town for over a year now. He had thought that it might be fun to take a trip to Texas and meet the guy and record some together in person.He hadmentioned it to Sarah a few times but she had always seemed too bust or not interested. He was never quite sure which.
Well, he had finally decided to just go for it. He couldn't remember now just what had caused him to make the decision and to leave without telling Sarah where he was going, but he was liking it so far. Fuller and the guy had been having a blast working on some new songs for the past few ays.
When they wroked deep into the night, Fuller sould just crash on a couch in the studio instead of trying to catch a late night cab back to the apartment.
When he woke up this morning, someone was blasting songs over the monitors.
(4:38 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
***
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
Well I speared a grouper
And I dove some conch
Come night I mashed de roach
In a honkey-tonk
Yes that old red rooster
He was really jumping
And the gals was wine-ing
And my heart was thumping
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
***
It's just a pop song boys
It aint nothing special
It's just a pop song boys
It aint gonna change the world
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
It's just a pop song boys
So turn your radio louder
It's just a pop song boys
Jump up and dance a little while
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
It's just a pop song boys
So turn your radio louder
It's just a pop song boys
So crank it up and make some noise
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
***
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Baby how low can you go
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm comin' in the clear
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Dance it baby uh huh
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving all I'm feeling
I don't know why I'm leaving
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
Can you hear me now
***
Gonna treat you right
Baby treat you right
Every day and night
Gonna treat you right
I'm gonna treat you fine
Baby all the time
Then you'll be mine baby all the time
And I'll treat you fine
Gonna treat you right
Every day and night
Don't wanna fight
Just treat you right
Gonna treat you right
Baby treat you right
Baby every day
And every night
Gonna treat you right
With the stars tonight
Baby if I may and baby if I might
Wanna kiss sweet your lips here tonight
***
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart
I believed what I was told
They said she had a heart of gold
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Burning down my soul
She said baby let's pretend
I've had my share of lesser men
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Burning down my soul
***
I was driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
We were heading down to Memphis
Where I had plans to blow my stack
On the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
There was something in the water
That made it hard to see
So I had to drive by feeling
And that was just alright by me
Cause that undertaker's daughter
Took me by surprise
And the steam was bubbling all around
With Memphis on the rise
So I gave a lobo whistle
And squirmed in my Levis
Then I kissed her cherry lips
And pierced her hot green eyes
Then we reached the shores of Memphis
And the King came out to see
The undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back with me
And as he faded in the mists of time
I heard a lobo sound
And a hunk of burnt out love
Came crashing to the ground
Then I went driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
***
Everybody
Has stopped dreaming
And now they're acting oh so surprised
Say their lives have
No more meaning
They can't see when they open their eyes
Under pressure
From each other
To perform for American pies
Someday better
In their childhood
They weren't telling so many lies
Everybody
Has stopped dreaming
Come and join they continually cry
But this dreamer
Won't stop dreaming
Sun's too bright and he's on the rise
Got a spark here
For you baby
Light your dreams if you grab a surprise
***
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Left me laughing in defeat
But I'm standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often indescrete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Spread the word out on the street
Laughed at me in my defeat
I'm still standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Salty puddles at my feet
But I'm standing tall and free
Girl you know
I need someone
To love me like
The morning sun
Girl you know
And yes it's true
I need someone
Someone like you
***
I spent some time yesterday
With a girl I left behind
In the darkness of my memory
In the salty mists of time
She's been living out in Frisco
But her husband has just died
And now she's moved back with her mother
To that cottage called "High Tide".
Yes she's moved back with her mother
To that cottage called "High Tide".
Well we had oursleves some good times
When our hearts were young and free
When we lived just for the moment
And our love was plain to see
But somehow true love escaped us
And when she left me how I cried
Cause she broke my heart forever
Near that cottage called "High Tide".
Cause she broke my heart forever
Near that cottage called "High Tide".
I've been drifting ever since then
Though I never made it far
And I been singing in a rock band
But I never was a star
***
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
Across the road
It chills my bones
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
Watch the big waves
Making white foam
Crash the rocky
Honeycomb
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
See the sea weed
Gather angry
Meet the shoreline
Tumbling sand
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
Across the road
It chills my bones
It's a grey day
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
It chills my bones
***
Almost there now gentle reader. One more decent length song and I should be good to go. What a way to build up the count huh?
***
You and I we used to dance
In the days before romance
Young hearts never took the chance
To get closer than the dance
Then came love with all its fears
And my nights of endless tears
Nights I'd wonder when or where
You might once again be near
You and I have one more dance
Perhaps in England perhaps in France
Wiser hearts should take a chance
Perhaps get closer than the dance
***
Perhaps two songs genlte reader.
***
Everybody knows my name
But to me they're all the same
Darling you're the only one
That I want when the day's run
Its course
Everybody wants their fame
I only want what I can't tame
Darling you're the only one
That I want when the day's done
Of course
The force of your love
Is pushing me higher
The heat of your skin
Fuels every desire within
Our hearts and our souls and our brains
Like two runaway trains
Are rushing us on
We dare not remain
But fly on till dawn
Has come once again
Everybody wants someplace
I seek my own with calm and grace
Darling you're the only one
That I want the only one
I love
***
Well gentle reader, all cells are green for the day and I am going to shu things down and try to rest some. Feed the dogs first though.... Must feed the dogs...
(4:54 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
(4:04 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
The chunks of time see to make a habit of slipping away. And the sad thing is, they manage to slip away while I AM looking just as well as while I am not looking. How do they manage to pull that off time after time. Some times. Before times, Never times, Betimes. Bed times. Dead times. Uncle Fred Times. New York Times. Life and times. Nursery Rhymes. Mountain Climbs. Old wind chimes. Long long lines. Minor crimes. Saline slimes. Windy mimes. Fridgid climes.
***
Sarah woke up in a nice room in a nice hotel near a mall down on Kendall Drive. She ordered herself up some breakfast via room service. Two pancakes, a well done omlette, bacon, toast, orange juice and some fresh fruit.
(4:14 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
(4:21 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
***
Another chunk gone...
After her meal, Sarah took a quick shower and took the elevator down to the lobby.
She walked outside into the cold air and headed over to the mall. It was a quarter to ten and the mall would be properly open for business soon. She wanted to buy a few things for her cruise tomorrow.
***
Where is Fuller gentle reader? I have been poking about in my head trying to figure out where he may have gone and so far there is not sign of him anywhere.
I am just too tired to think gentle reader. Someone has to start listening to some music for me soon so that I can mkae some headway and put this day and my tired head and body to rest.
Hmmm. I think I know wher Fuller went but I am not sure why yet.
***
Fuller woke op on the couch of a little recording studio in Texas. His cousin from Spanish Wells had a small apartment in town and had offered to let him use it if he ever wanted to visit Texas.
Fuller had been working on some songs with a guy online from the same town for over a year now. He had thought that it might be fun to take a trip to Texas and meet the guy and record some together in person.He hadmentioned it to Sarah a few times but she had always seemed too bust or not interested. He was never quite sure which.
Well, he had finally decided to just go for it. He couldn't remember now just what had caused him to make the decision and to leave without telling Sarah where he was going, but he was liking it so far. Fuller and the guy had been having a blast working on some new songs for the past few ays.
When they wroked deep into the night, Fuller sould just crash on a couch in the studio instead of trying to catch a late night cab back to the apartment.
When he woke up this morning, someone was blasting songs over the monitors.
(4:38 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
***
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
Well I speared a grouper
And I dove some conch
Come night I mashed de roach
In a honkey-tonk
Yes that old red rooster
He was really jumping
And the gals was wine-ing
And my heart was thumping
Another
Island and another
Woman and my sailboat
Sailing and the breeze is
Blowing
And I need some time
To get you off of my mind
Cause the sun is shining
And the water's fine
***
It's just a pop song boys
It aint nothing special
It's just a pop song boys
It aint gonna change the world
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
It's just a pop song boys
So turn your radio louder
It's just a pop song boys
Jump up and dance a little while
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
It's just a pop song boys
So turn your radio louder
It's just a pop song boys
So crank it up and make some noise
It's just a pop song boys
Make you feel a little better
A little better
A little better
A little better than before
***
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Baby how low can you go
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm comin' in the clear
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Dance it baby uh huh
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving all I'm feeling
I don't know why I'm leaving
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
Can you hear me now
***
Gonna treat you right
Baby treat you right
Every day and night
Gonna treat you right
I'm gonna treat you fine
Baby all the time
Then you'll be mine baby all the time
And I'll treat you fine
Gonna treat you right
Every day and night
Don't wanna fight
Just treat you right
Gonna treat you right
Baby treat you right
Baby every day
And every night
Gonna treat you right
With the stars tonight
Baby if I may and baby if I might
Wanna kiss sweet your lips here tonight
***
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart
I believed what I was told
They said she had a heart of gold
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Burning down my soul
She said baby let's pretend
I've had my share of lesser men
There she goes
Re-arranging my heart again
There she goes
Burning down my soul
***
I was driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
We were heading down to Memphis
Where I had plans to blow my stack
On the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
There was something in the water
That made it hard to see
So I had to drive by feeling
And that was just alright by me
Cause that undertaker's daughter
Took me by surprise
And the steam was bubbling all around
With Memphis on the rise
So I gave a lobo whistle
And squirmed in my Levis
Then I kissed her cherry lips
And pierced her hot green eyes
Then we reached the shores of Memphis
And the King came out to see
The undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back with me
And as he faded in the mists of time
I heard a lobo sound
And a hunk of burnt out love
Came crashing to the ground
Then I went driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
***
Everybody
Has stopped dreaming
And now they're acting oh so surprised
Say their lives have
No more meaning
They can't see when they open their eyes
Under pressure
From each other
To perform for American pies
Someday better
In their childhood
They weren't telling so many lies
Everybody
Has stopped dreaming
Come and join they continually cry
But this dreamer
Won't stop dreaming
Sun's too bright and he's on the rise
Got a spark here
For you baby
Light your dreams if you grab a surprise
***
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Left me laughing in defeat
But I'm standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often indescrete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Spread the word out on the street
Laughed at me in my defeat
I'm still standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Salty puddles at my feet
But I'm standing tall and free
Girl you know
I need someone
To love me like
The morning sun
Girl you know
And yes it's true
I need someone
Someone like you
***
I spent some time yesterday
With a girl I left behind
In the darkness of my memory
In the salty mists of time
She's been living out in Frisco
But her husband has just died
And now she's moved back with her mother
To that cottage called "High Tide".
Yes she's moved back with her mother
To that cottage called "High Tide".
Well we had oursleves some good times
When our hearts were young and free
When we lived just for the moment
And our love was plain to see
But somehow true love escaped us
And when she left me how I cried
Cause she broke my heart forever
Near that cottage called "High Tide".
Cause she broke my heart forever
Near that cottage called "High Tide".
I've been drifting ever since then
Though I never made it far
And I been singing in a rock band
But I never was a star
***
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
Across the road
It chills my bones
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
Watch the big waves
Making white foam
Crash the rocky
Honeycomb
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
See the sea weed
Gather angry
Meet the shoreline
Tumbling sand
It's a grey day
It's a grey day
And the whitecaps
Are in the harbour
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
Across the road
It chills my bones
It's a grey day
There's a cold wind
Blowing salty
It chills my bones
***
Almost there now gentle reader. One more decent length song and I should be good to go. What a way to build up the count huh?
***
You and I we used to dance
In the days before romance
Young hearts never took the chance
To get closer than the dance
Then came love with all its fears
And my nights of endless tears
Nights I'd wonder when or where
You might once again be near
You and I have one more dance
Perhaps in England perhaps in France
Wiser hearts should take a chance
Perhaps get closer than the dance
***
Perhaps two songs genlte reader.
***
Everybody knows my name
But to me they're all the same
Darling you're the only one
That I want when the day's run
Its course
Everybody wants their fame
I only want what I can't tame
Darling you're the only one
That I want when the day's done
Of course
The force of your love
Is pushing me higher
The heat of your skin
Fuels every desire within
Our hearts and our souls and our brains
Like two runaway trains
Are rushing us on
We dare not remain
But fly on till dawn
Has come once again
Everybody wants someplace
I seek my own with calm and grace
Darling you're the only one
That I want the only one
I love
***
Well gentle reader, all cells are green for the day and I am going to shu things down and try to rest some. Feed the dogs first though.... Must feed the dogs...
(4:54 pm Fri Nov 28, 2008)
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D27
(2:11 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Moan.
Woke up with a stiff neck and a headache again today gentle reader. Not planning on writing much in this sessoin, This is just more of a housekeeping session.
I have to go pick up my son from school at three o'clock and We are having people over for dinner tonight so I am not sure when I will get to do any amount of writing, but I will try.
Family also supposed to be flying in today. Not sure when they might show up.
(2:13 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(3:36 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
***
I am stuck down in the pits of despair
And though I try I can't remember when
It was that I first fell down here
I think it might have been that day
Long ago when I first met you over
By the stables with the sunlight in your hair
***
(3:50 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Once again, Sarah woke up, if you can call it that, from a sleepless night to no Fuller and a massive headache. That and red, gritty eyes.
She took a quick look around the house and yard to see if he was anywhere about and when she found no sign of him she began to get mad.
She decided that she was not going to go through the whole search for Fuller bit again, even if the last time was only half hearted because she hadn't felt like hse was actually searching for Fuller for some reason. This time, it felt like the real Fuller was missing all right but the Fuller that had no business showing up again. Showing up to wreack their lives and put her through such pain again. Living with drunk Fuller was more than she figured she could handle at this stage of her life.
(4:08 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Sarah went online to book herself another trip somewhere. She wasn't sure where when she sat down. But she figured she would browse around and see what hit her.
(4:29 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
***
And the writer's blocks are in action already. What am I going to write about now gentle reader? Can I think of something to write about my characters? Or will I be reduced to writing about not being aboe to write, as has so often been the case this month? Or shall I end up so stumped that I will have to get slippery? Time is moving on and the dinner party deadline is getting neared. I can't afford too many slowdowns and delays.
Like the Eastern Road today. Being dug up and so backed up for major driver frustration.
Perhaps the government corporations on this island are really a front. Perhaps they are not really trying to provide the service for which they are ostensibly formed. And perhaps they do not depend on the fees they charge or the government funding that some of them pretend to need at times. Perhaps, in fact they are a giant experiment into the ability of humans to cope with stress and frustration. And I will not mention forty two in this context as it really does not apply.
***
Sarah logged in to www.webetrips.com in one tab and www.onlinemapsworld.com in another and began her search.
(4:41 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(5:59 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
It took her a while, the looked at Spain, Portugal, Guatemala, Panama, Various US states, and Canada but none did it for her. Then she thought of trying one of the out islands but, after considering Exuma, San Salvador, Eleuthera, Briland, Abaco, Andros, and Bimini she decided that noe of them did it for her either. Finally, she thought of going on a cruise and that seemed right somehow.
She booked herself a fourteen day cruise leaving out of Miami and a flight from Nassau to Miami. When that was done, she felt a little bit better and went in to her room to pack. The cruise wasn't leaving until Saturday, but her flight was this afternoon and she needed to get a move on it to get everything in order and make it out ot the airport in time.
***
(6:07 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Well gentle reader, I don't know just what Sarah is up to or why she reacts this way to Fuller's incidents but I hope I can get some insight into her behaviour at some point soon.
People are showing up to the party already, I thought it was to be seven but I guess I will have to put a real rush on in order to reach at least a thousand before I break for the party so that I will have at least a small chance of writing another thousand after the party and before midnight. Sweet sleep, sweet slumber, sweet dreams.
Looks like most everyone is showing up now... Bigger rush...
***
Sarah called Jaro to ask him to give her a ride to the airport and then put on some music while she packed.
***
It's a pirate that I be
And I sail upon the sea
And the fathers and the mothers
And the brothers of the damsels
They are all afeared of me
Cause when the damsels I do see
And when the damsels they see me
There is no hope left
Their hearts are for my chest
A treasure fair reserved for me
***
Baby, we're going nowhere,
And darling, we're moving fast.
Honey, we though forever,
So tell me, why can't love last?
They say, we're young and simple.
Some say, life's in the past.
They say, don't dream forever.
I say, let's make love last.
Baby, let's head out somewhere.
Darling, we don't need fast.
Together, we'll dream forever.
Sweetheart, let's make love last.
We're gonna put love first,
We're gonna make love last.
If we will put love first
Then we can make love last
***
I been checkin you baby
Vision's drivin me crazy
I used to be lazy
Now I'm workin real hard
Cause you to look my way
A long drive on the hiway
We could park in the byway
Oh I'm workin real hard
Two hearts they could fly way
Way up in the sky away
My love's for real 'll not f-f-f-f-fade away
Oh I'm workin real hard
Come Monday or Tuesday
Everyone with a clue say
He don't know what to do hey?
Mmmm, I'm workin real hard
I been peepin you baby
Beauty's drivin me crazy
Got no time to be lazy
Yeah I'm workin real hard
***
(6:14 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(10:51 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Well, this looks like not possible except with some slick stuff soI will let Sarah listen to a few more songs while packing.
***
I was driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
We were heading down to Memphis
Where I had plans to blow my stack
On the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
There was something in the water
That made it hard to see
So I had to drive by feeling
And that was just alright by me
Cause that undertaker's daughter
Took me by surprise
And the steam was bubbling all around
With Memphis on the rise
So I gave a lobo whistle
And squirmed in my Levis
Then I kissed her cherry lips
And pierced her hot green eyes
Then we reached the shores of Memphis
And the King came out to see
The undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back with me
And as he faded in the mists of time
I heard a lobo sound
And a hunk of burnt out love
Came crashing to the ground
Then I went driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
***
She's a sweet girl
She smells like a woman
With a heart ache
And a run in her hose
When I call her
She comes on over
And she laughs and
She wrinkles her nose
Says she's a free bird
Wants to go flying
In the noon sky
Way up above
Says I should join her
The view is much better
We could roam and
Fall into love
Though I need her
I can't admit it
No not even
Just to myself
So I tell her
I have a lover
Break her heart and
My very self
Now I'm lying
Lying in ashes
I'm a burned out
Shell of a man
And I find that
I need redemption
And a sweet girl
Who'll just hold my hand
***
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Left me laughing in defeat
But I'm standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often indescrete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Spread the word out on the street
Laughed at me in my defeat
I'm still standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Salty puddles at my feet
But I'm standing tall and free
Girl you know
I need someone
To love me like
The morning sun
Girl you know
And yes it's true
I need someone
Someone like you
***
Sarah finished packing and went out front to wait for Jaro to show up. She set her bags down on the front porch and locked the front door. She sat down on the stoop and put her ear buds in and started some music playing.
***
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Baby how low can you go
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm comin' in the clear
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Dance it baby uh huh
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving all I'm feeling
I don't know why I'm leaving
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
Can you hear me now
***
Jaro showed up and she picked up her bags and went to the car, shutting the front gate to the yard. "Thanks for the ride Jaro."
"Hey Sarah, here put your bags in the back seat. Are you sure you want to do this? What if Fuller shows up?"
"What if he does? Is he thinking of me now? I'm gone. I can't take it if he is going to be going on drunks again Jaro. The last time almost killed me as well as him. I'm not going to go through that with him again."
"Sarah, you don't mean that. Go blow off some frustration and relax your mind if you need to, but you know you don't mean that."
"How can you know what I mean and don't mean? Who died and left you in charge?"
"Sarah, you forget how long we go back huh? I know you don't rally mean that. Anyway, if Fuller shows I will try and talk some sense to him. I think something serious must be going on though. I know he had no intentions of taking up drinking since the last time he beat it. He hasn't seemed his right self since that day on the beach has he?"
"No, that is when it started for sure, he didn't seem like himself for a while after that and then lately, he has seemed like himself again but not like his right self. I am not sure I am saying that right, do you understand what I am trying to get at?"
"Maybe, I think I get your drift."
***
Green and good night gentle reader. It was a good thing that Sarah felt like listening to so much music today. But where is Fuller and what of Fulcrum?
(11:12 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Moan.
Woke up with a stiff neck and a headache again today gentle reader. Not planning on writing much in this sessoin, This is just more of a housekeeping session.
I have to go pick up my son from school at three o'clock and We are having people over for dinner tonight so I am not sure when I will get to do any amount of writing, but I will try.
Family also supposed to be flying in today. Not sure when they might show up.
(2:13 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(3:36 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
***
I am stuck down in the pits of despair
And though I try I can't remember when
It was that I first fell down here
I think it might have been that day
Long ago when I first met you over
By the stables with the sunlight in your hair
***
(3:50 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Once again, Sarah woke up, if you can call it that, from a sleepless night to no Fuller and a massive headache. That and red, gritty eyes.
She took a quick look around the house and yard to see if he was anywhere about and when she found no sign of him she began to get mad.
She decided that she was not going to go through the whole search for Fuller bit again, even if the last time was only half hearted because she hadn't felt like hse was actually searching for Fuller for some reason. This time, it felt like the real Fuller was missing all right but the Fuller that had no business showing up again. Showing up to wreack their lives and put her through such pain again. Living with drunk Fuller was more than she figured she could handle at this stage of her life.
(4:08 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Sarah went online to book herself another trip somewhere. She wasn't sure where when she sat down. But she figured she would browse around and see what hit her.
(4:29 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
***
And the writer's blocks are in action already. What am I going to write about now gentle reader? Can I think of something to write about my characters? Or will I be reduced to writing about not being aboe to write, as has so often been the case this month? Or shall I end up so stumped that I will have to get slippery? Time is moving on and the dinner party deadline is getting neared. I can't afford too many slowdowns and delays.
Like the Eastern Road today. Being dug up and so backed up for major driver frustration.
Perhaps the government corporations on this island are really a front. Perhaps they are not really trying to provide the service for which they are ostensibly formed. And perhaps they do not depend on the fees they charge or the government funding that some of them pretend to need at times. Perhaps, in fact they are a giant experiment into the ability of humans to cope with stress and frustration. And I will not mention forty two in this context as it really does not apply.
***
Sarah logged in to www.webetrips.com in one tab and www.onlinemapsworld.com in another and began her search.
(4:41 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(5:59 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
It took her a while, the looked at Spain, Portugal, Guatemala, Panama, Various US states, and Canada but none did it for her. Then she thought of trying one of the out islands but, after considering Exuma, San Salvador, Eleuthera, Briland, Abaco, Andros, and Bimini she decided that noe of them did it for her either. Finally, she thought of going on a cruise and that seemed right somehow.
She booked herself a fourteen day cruise leaving out of Miami and a flight from Nassau to Miami. When that was done, she felt a little bit better and went in to her room to pack. The cruise wasn't leaving until Saturday, but her flight was this afternoon and she needed to get a move on it to get everything in order and make it out ot the airport in time.
***
(6:07 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Well gentle reader, I don't know just what Sarah is up to or why she reacts this way to Fuller's incidents but I hope I can get some insight into her behaviour at some point soon.
People are showing up to the party already, I thought it was to be seven but I guess I will have to put a real rush on in order to reach at least a thousand before I break for the party so that I will have at least a small chance of writing another thousand after the party and before midnight. Sweet sleep, sweet slumber, sweet dreams.
Looks like most everyone is showing up now... Bigger rush...
***
Sarah called Jaro to ask him to give her a ride to the airport and then put on some music while she packed.
***
It's a pirate that I be
And I sail upon the sea
And the fathers and the mothers
And the brothers of the damsels
They are all afeared of me
Cause when the damsels I do see
And when the damsels they see me
There is no hope left
Their hearts are for my chest
A treasure fair reserved for me
***
Baby, we're going nowhere,
And darling, we're moving fast.
Honey, we though forever,
So tell me, why can't love last?
They say, we're young and simple.
Some say, life's in the past.
They say, don't dream forever.
I say, let's make love last.
Baby, let's head out somewhere.
Darling, we don't need fast.
Together, we'll dream forever.
Sweetheart, let's make love last.
We're gonna put love first,
We're gonna make love last.
If we will put love first
Then we can make love last
***
I been checkin you baby
Vision's drivin me crazy
I used to be lazy
Now I'm workin real hard
Cause you to look my way
A long drive on the hiway
We could park in the byway
Oh I'm workin real hard
Two hearts they could fly way
Way up in the sky away
My love's for real 'll not f-f-f-f-fade away
Oh I'm workin real hard
Come Monday or Tuesday
Everyone with a clue say
He don't know what to do hey?
Mmmm, I'm workin real hard
I been peepin you baby
Beauty's drivin me crazy
Got no time to be lazy
Yeah I'm workin real hard
***
(6:14 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
(10:51 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Well, this looks like not possible except with some slick stuff soI will let Sarah listen to a few more songs while packing.
***
I was driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
We were heading down to Memphis
Where I had plans to blow my stack
On the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
There was something in the water
That made it hard to see
So I had to drive by feeling
And that was just alright by me
Cause that undertaker's daughter
Took me by surprise
And the steam was bubbling all around
With Memphis on the rise
So I gave a lobo whistle
And squirmed in my Levis
Then I kissed her cherry lips
And pierced her hot green eyes
Then we reached the shores of Memphis
And the King came out to see
The undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back with me
And as he faded in the mists of time
I heard a lobo sound
And a hunk of burnt out love
Came crashing to the ground
Then I went driving underwater
In my brand new Cadillac
With the undertaker's daughter
And her cousin in the back
***
She's a sweet girl
She smells like a woman
With a heart ache
And a run in her hose
When I call her
She comes on over
And she laughs and
She wrinkles her nose
Says she's a free bird
Wants to go flying
In the noon sky
Way up above
Says I should join her
The view is much better
We could roam and
Fall into love
Though I need her
I can't admit it
No not even
Just to myself
So I tell her
I have a lover
Break her heart and
My very self
Now I'm lying
Lying in ashes
I'm a burned out
Shell of a man
And I find that
I need redemption
And a sweet girl
Who'll just hold my hand
***
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Left me laughing in defeat
But I'm standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often indescrete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Spread the word out on the street
Laughed at me in my defeat
I'm still standing on my feet
Love is strange yeah
Love is sweet
Love is often incpomplete
All the girls I chanced to meet
Left me crying in the street
Salty puddles at my feet
But I'm standing tall and free
Girl you know
I need someone
To love me like
The morning sun
Girl you know
And yes it's true
I need someone
Someone like you
***
Sarah finished packing and went out front to wait for Jaro to show up. She set her bags down on the front porch and locked the front door. She sat down on the stoop and put her ear buds in and started some music playing.
***
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Baby how low can you go
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said hello, hello
Can you hear me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
I'm comin' in the clear
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you see me now
I said oh yeah, oh yeah
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Dance it baby uh huh
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you feel me now
I said uh huh, uh huh
Can you hear me now
I call you in the morning
And I call you in the evening
But you never will answer your
Phone no more
Why did you leave with no warning
When you left that morning
Why will you never answer your
Phone no more
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving all I'm feeling
I don't know why I'm leaving
I said goodbye, goodbye
I'm leaving now
I said goodbye, goodbye
Can you hear me now
***
Jaro showed up and she picked up her bags and went to the car, shutting the front gate to the yard. "Thanks for the ride Jaro."
"Hey Sarah, here put your bags in the back seat. Are you sure you want to do this? What if Fuller shows up?"
"What if he does? Is he thinking of me now? I'm gone. I can't take it if he is going to be going on drunks again Jaro. The last time almost killed me as well as him. I'm not going to go through that with him again."
"Sarah, you don't mean that. Go blow off some frustration and relax your mind if you need to, but you know you don't mean that."
"How can you know what I mean and don't mean? Who died and left you in charge?"
"Sarah, you forget how long we go back huh? I know you don't rally mean that. Anyway, if Fuller shows I will try and talk some sense to him. I think something serious must be going on though. I know he had no intentions of taking up drinking since the last time he beat it. He hasn't seemed his right self since that day on the beach has he?"
"No, that is when it started for sure, he didn't seem like himself for a while after that and then lately, he has seemed like himself again but not like his right self. I am not sure I am saying that right, do you understand what I am trying to get at?"
"Maybe, I think I get your drift."
***
Green and good night gentle reader. It was a good thing that Sarah felt like listening to so much music today. But where is Fuller and what of Fulcrum?
(11:12 pm Thu Nov 27, 2008)
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D26
(7:30 am Wed Nov 26, 2008)
You know I need you baby
More than ever
And I'll love you baby
Only forever
And my hugs and kisses
Can make it better
If your heart is broken
You need some tender
Understanding
***
(3:58 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well now let me tell you a little something something gentle reader, the ideas are not coming to me in the day like in years past. Not in the night either. I used to get good spurts of words quite often but this year that has happened seldom if ever.
I need a break. Give me a break.
(3:58 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Doesn't feel like it is coming, I guess I am going to have to try and force it.
***
Fuller, Sarah amd the rest of the band had gotten together at Jaro's studio and jammed for most of the night, just enjoying the music and the companionship. They were all friends for a long time now and lived a lot of their lives together even outside of the music side of things.
Sarah was still worried some at how Fuller was behaving, he seemed pale and weak somehow and his voice was a bit thin even. His playing lacked its usual punch. He was missing a lot of his rock and roll attitude and she missed it.
At least he seemed himself though, she had to keep reminding herself how important that small fact was to her.
***
(4:16 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
It is not working gentle reader. Help me please. All the thoughts in my mind that could go down on page have fled leaving ones of such low quality that even these jokers that have made it onto the page so far this year shine as diamonds by comparison. That should tell you a lot. Probably more than I want you to know about the internal state of my head if I really bothered to think things through but that's how things shake out right now in any case.
I fear that this may be another day of dashing down nothing at all of interest and nothing at all that furthers the acutal story (haha) any. Instead, I may be reduced to simple ranting and raving in your presence while you gentle forbear to knock me over the head with a stick.
But soft! Gentle reader, anst thou hast a clue stick in thy posession, please go bestow a strike to my head with said bat and impart said clues in my general direction.
(4:25 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
This is terrible, even the low quality thoughts do not want to flow. I would probably even be better off if this were the paralysis of analysis but it doesn't seem to be that. There seems to be no thoughts inside here that can be analysed in the first place.
Pretty close to five hundred now with nothing much said right?
(4:31 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Right!
(4:51 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
He Matinka
What you tink bout dat
New brand plastic
And one old straw hat
Yous a stinka
An you much too slack
He Matinka
What you tink bout dat
***
Hey little girl with the party dress
I choose you over all the rest
Black pump shoes
And a leather vest
Fastest lips out in the west
You're the woman that I love best
***
Sarah woke up early after a late night of music and light partying. Her head hurt.
She slipped out of bed being careful not to wake Fuller and went to the rest room and splashed some cold water on her face before going to the kitchen and brewed a pot of tea and fried up a few pieces of bologna which she proceeded to eat with catsup mixed with ground garlic and black pepper. After that she poured out her tea into her favourite mug and added some cane sugar and soy milk. Then she sliced off two slices of bakery bread and popped them in the toaster before taking her first sip of sweet tea. Mmmm.
(5:02 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
(6:04 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Wow! An hour gone to no where.
***
Her toast popped up and she buttered it and spread some guava jam on it. She put the toast and tea on a teak tray and took the lot out into the back garden to a concrete table under the pidgeon plum tree.
As she sipped her tea, she noticed a small humming bird fly into the yard from the west. It went to a hibiscus bush and began feeding, its feathers shining in the morning sun.
She certainly seemed happy this morning. Or was it a he. Unless it was obvious, Sarah tended to reguard animals she encountered as females. She often wonderd if men thought of them as males and other women as females or was she unique in this trait?
Small birds in her yard always made her happy.
She began to eat one of her pieces of toast. She was famished this morning for some reason. Halfway through the first slice, a murder of crows appeared on the scene.
(6:13 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
(6:34 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well, start making a tiny bit of headway and bram! Run right up on brakes!
***
The thing is thought Sarah as the crows came down on to the grass to hunt bugs, since these were not actual bona fide crows, but just what passed for crows locally, was this actually a murder of crows here in her back yard or was this a flock of crow wannabes as it were?
When she loked back, her hummingbird had moved on out of sight.
(6:42 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(6:51 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
Wow! another chunk gone to nowhere. What am I going to do gentle reader? Where shall I write from here? Shall I head for the hills? No high anough hills around here to do much good.
Sweet, that's the first thousand at least.
***
(7:53 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Another hour gone! I can't handle this tonight. I have to get down to pumping out words again. Of whatever shoddy quality they may be and in whatever jumbled order they may come.
So I just wrote that all bold and brash like and what do I do? Immediately get up and go wandering off.
So, let's see, what would be an example of shoddy words in a jumbled order?
Fleet footed stumbled men green flops on the back dogs head tooth or flab. A then day cooled red before the never mast in effort effigy floating sea above bottom square round!
Him take flat stake before them hit head it with. She under turn big hit man on cloud and helper jaundice flap. Bad big little Pravatwong now before.
Like you sentence this reader gentle?
(8:00 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Slow this method is reader mine. Puzzle this under mind mine moon mauve model mild mood man!
An avid avian aardvark avoids aves and all arawak art.
Be better before being bored boys buying bagels, buns, bunk by band bugs.
That is quite hard actually what? So, here is what you do gentle reader. You take two ripe tamarinds and you take off the hard outer shell, is it called a shell, I am not sure, in any case, you take it off and get at the tart brown goodness within. Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm.
At this point, you can just bite off a portion of the pod's contents. It is recommended that you bite off an even number of seeds, trying to bite one of the hard seeds in half may prove difficult and might pose a danger to your peggers. Hold at the tree end of the fruit and pull as you bite. The strings should stay attached to the tree end, making your eating job easier and more pleasant.
(8:10 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(8:23 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Ouch.
(8:32 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
You know gentle reader, when I can actually figure out something for any of my characters to get up to, the writing seems to go fairly well to well and the words count climbs in a satisfying manner.
But then you hit stretches where no ideas will come and you have to force yourself to write who knows what. Boring yourself and your poor gentle reader. (Now if that is not confusing enough gentle reader, you let me know and I can try to mystify it further for you.) And then, being bored, further writing becomes even more difficult. A downward spiral of agony.
(8:38 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
I sure hope I am near the bottom at this point for the night. I need to try and move up somehow...
***
Four and twenty black birds baked in a pie thought Sarah. Oops, that reminded her, she needed to bake a pie today for the Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.
Fuller wandered out int othe yard and sat down next to her with a beer in his hand.
"Fuller! What are you doing? You know you can't affird to get into drinking again. And in the monrning? Are you crazy!"
Fuller's face hardened, "I don't need this foolishness now Sarah!I need something to drink Nothing else seems to be helping me feel right."
"Honey! Drinking again will not help things. This will only lead to trouble! Give me that now please!" she said, reaching out to grab the bottle by the neck.
She had a hold of it by the neck and was pulling it away from him when she saw his face get angry and he yanked it back, "Leave my beer alone why don't you? What is wrong with you? What majes you think you can just grab my stuff from me without asking?"
"Fuller! Stop this." she yelled, "Give me that thing. I will not let you wreck your life, our lives again. I need you too much. You can't do this."
"You don't run my life!" he spat and stormed off into the house. With his beer.
Sarah was stunned. What in the world had brought this on. She thought they were over this part of their life.
***
(9:04 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well, I see green gentle reader. But in the monthly cell, I am still in the red for the daily cell.
Mini woot!
(9:06 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(9:41 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
And another chunk flies away.
***
She screamed a scream of frustration and went in to the house behind Fuller.
"Fuller, I'm sorry I yelled but you can't do this."
There was no response. She went into the bedroom but he wasn't there. The bathroom? No. The living areas? No. The kitchen? No. Where was he? Then she noticed that the front door was ajar. What was he doing out front?
But he wasn't out front and then she noticed his bike was missing. What was wrong with him this morning? Drinking was bad enough, but taking his bike out on the road after drinking was another level a foolish on top of that.
What had come over him? How could he do this to them? When he had broken his habit the last time, and stayed sober for so long, she felt confident that he would not go back to his drunken ways again. But it looked like it might be starting again. And over what?
(9:50 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
She was not prepared to accept losing him again for a second time in a few short weeks.
***
Pixelated madness on a minor tube on a Tuesday, no a Wednesday.
***
She went in to the house and dialed his cell. No answer, just his voicemail, "Fuller, what are you doing. Come home! Fuller, come home please," she choked out, "I can't handle going through this again. You are going to kill yourself this time. If not on the bike this morning, with the drink soon enough. Why do you have to do this to us?" She slammed down the phone and the handset broke apart, the batter spilling out. "Stupid phone!"
***
Sweet! Green in the daily cell now gentle reader. Two thousand words pushed out for the day. Wow. Hard still. Very hard. I keep waiting for a string of easy days. Just one for astart would be nice. In any case, I am shutting things down for the night. I would like to get more done, but have no motivationn. I am drained.
Good night and sweet dreams gentle reader.
(10:01 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
You know I need you baby
More than ever
And I'll love you baby
Only forever
And my hugs and kisses
Can make it better
If your heart is broken
You need some tender
Understanding
***
(3:58 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well now let me tell you a little something something gentle reader, the ideas are not coming to me in the day like in years past. Not in the night either. I used to get good spurts of words quite often but this year that has happened seldom if ever.
I need a break. Give me a break.
(3:58 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Doesn't feel like it is coming, I guess I am going to have to try and force it.
***
Fuller, Sarah amd the rest of the band had gotten together at Jaro's studio and jammed for most of the night, just enjoying the music and the companionship. They were all friends for a long time now and lived a lot of their lives together even outside of the music side of things.
Sarah was still worried some at how Fuller was behaving, he seemed pale and weak somehow and his voice was a bit thin even. His playing lacked its usual punch. He was missing a lot of his rock and roll attitude and she missed it.
At least he seemed himself though, she had to keep reminding herself how important that small fact was to her.
***
(4:16 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
It is not working gentle reader. Help me please. All the thoughts in my mind that could go down on page have fled leaving ones of such low quality that even these jokers that have made it onto the page so far this year shine as diamonds by comparison. That should tell you a lot. Probably more than I want you to know about the internal state of my head if I really bothered to think things through but that's how things shake out right now in any case.
I fear that this may be another day of dashing down nothing at all of interest and nothing at all that furthers the acutal story (haha) any. Instead, I may be reduced to simple ranting and raving in your presence while you gentle forbear to knock me over the head with a stick.
But soft! Gentle reader, anst thou hast a clue stick in thy posession, please go bestow a strike to my head with said bat and impart said clues in my general direction.
(4:25 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
This is terrible, even the low quality thoughts do not want to flow. I would probably even be better off if this were the paralysis of analysis but it doesn't seem to be that. There seems to be no thoughts inside here that can be analysed in the first place.
Pretty close to five hundred now with nothing much said right?
(4:31 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Right!
(4:51 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
He Matinka
What you tink bout dat
New brand plastic
And one old straw hat
Yous a stinka
An you much too slack
He Matinka
What you tink bout dat
***
Hey little girl with the party dress
I choose you over all the rest
Black pump shoes
And a leather vest
Fastest lips out in the west
You're the woman that I love best
***
Sarah woke up early after a late night of music and light partying. Her head hurt.
She slipped out of bed being careful not to wake Fuller and went to the rest room and splashed some cold water on her face before going to the kitchen and brewed a pot of tea and fried up a few pieces of bologna which she proceeded to eat with catsup mixed with ground garlic and black pepper. After that she poured out her tea into her favourite mug and added some cane sugar and soy milk. Then she sliced off two slices of bakery bread and popped them in the toaster before taking her first sip of sweet tea. Mmmm.
(5:02 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
(6:04 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Wow! An hour gone to no where.
***
Her toast popped up and she buttered it and spread some guava jam on it. She put the toast and tea on a teak tray and took the lot out into the back garden to a concrete table under the pidgeon plum tree.
As she sipped her tea, she noticed a small humming bird fly into the yard from the west. It went to a hibiscus bush and began feeding, its feathers shining in the morning sun.
She certainly seemed happy this morning. Or was it a he. Unless it was obvious, Sarah tended to reguard animals she encountered as females. She often wonderd if men thought of them as males and other women as females or was she unique in this trait?
Small birds in her yard always made her happy.
She began to eat one of her pieces of toast. She was famished this morning for some reason. Halfway through the first slice, a murder of crows appeared on the scene.
(6:13 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
(6:34 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well, start making a tiny bit of headway and bram! Run right up on brakes!
***
The thing is thought Sarah as the crows came down on to the grass to hunt bugs, since these were not actual bona fide crows, but just what passed for crows locally, was this actually a murder of crows here in her back yard or was this a flock of crow wannabes as it were?
When she loked back, her hummingbird had moved on out of sight.
(6:42 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(6:51 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
***
Wow! another chunk gone to nowhere. What am I going to do gentle reader? Where shall I write from here? Shall I head for the hills? No high anough hills around here to do much good.
Sweet, that's the first thousand at least.
***
(7:53 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Another hour gone! I can't handle this tonight. I have to get down to pumping out words again. Of whatever shoddy quality they may be and in whatever jumbled order they may come.
So I just wrote that all bold and brash like and what do I do? Immediately get up and go wandering off.
So, let's see, what would be an example of shoddy words in a jumbled order?
Fleet footed stumbled men green flops on the back dogs head tooth or flab. A then day cooled red before the never mast in effort effigy floating sea above bottom square round!
Him take flat stake before them hit head it with. She under turn big hit man on cloud and helper jaundice flap. Bad big little Pravatwong now before.
Like you sentence this reader gentle?
(8:00 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Slow this method is reader mine. Puzzle this under mind mine moon mauve model mild mood man!
An avid avian aardvark avoids aves and all arawak art.
Be better before being bored boys buying bagels, buns, bunk by band bugs.
That is quite hard actually what? So, here is what you do gentle reader. You take two ripe tamarinds and you take off the hard outer shell, is it called a shell, I am not sure, in any case, you take it off and get at the tart brown goodness within. Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm.
At this point, you can just bite off a portion of the pod's contents. It is recommended that you bite off an even number of seeds, trying to bite one of the hard seeds in half may prove difficult and might pose a danger to your peggers. Hold at the tree end of the fruit and pull as you bite. The strings should stay attached to the tree end, making your eating job easier and more pleasant.
(8:10 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(8:23 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Ouch.
(8:32 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
You know gentle reader, when I can actually figure out something for any of my characters to get up to, the writing seems to go fairly well to well and the words count climbs in a satisfying manner.
But then you hit stretches where no ideas will come and you have to force yourself to write who knows what. Boring yourself and your poor gentle reader. (Now if that is not confusing enough gentle reader, you let me know and I can try to mystify it further for you.) And then, being bored, further writing becomes even more difficult. A downward spiral of agony.
(8:38 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
I sure hope I am near the bottom at this point for the night. I need to try and move up somehow...
***
Four and twenty black birds baked in a pie thought Sarah. Oops, that reminded her, she needed to bake a pie today for the Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.
Fuller wandered out int othe yard and sat down next to her with a beer in his hand.
"Fuller! What are you doing? You know you can't affird to get into drinking again. And in the monrning? Are you crazy!"
Fuller's face hardened, "I don't need this foolishness now Sarah!I need something to drink Nothing else seems to be helping me feel right."
"Honey! Drinking again will not help things. This will only lead to trouble! Give me that now please!" she said, reaching out to grab the bottle by the neck.
She had a hold of it by the neck and was pulling it away from him when she saw his face get angry and he yanked it back, "Leave my beer alone why don't you? What is wrong with you? What majes you think you can just grab my stuff from me without asking?"
"Fuller! Stop this." she yelled, "Give me that thing. I will not let you wreck your life, our lives again. I need you too much. You can't do this."
"You don't run my life!" he spat and stormed off into the house. With his beer.
Sarah was stunned. What in the world had brought this on. She thought they were over this part of their life.
***
(9:04 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Well, I see green gentle reader. But in the monthly cell, I am still in the red for the daily cell.
Mini woot!
(9:06 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
(9:41 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
And another chunk flies away.
***
She screamed a scream of frustration and went in to the house behind Fuller.
"Fuller, I'm sorry I yelled but you can't do this."
There was no response. She went into the bedroom but he wasn't there. The bathroom? No. The living areas? No. The kitchen? No. Where was he? Then she noticed that the front door was ajar. What was he doing out front?
But he wasn't out front and then she noticed his bike was missing. What was wrong with him this morning? Drinking was bad enough, but taking his bike out on the road after drinking was another level a foolish on top of that.
What had come over him? How could he do this to them? When he had broken his habit the last time, and stayed sober for so long, she felt confident that he would not go back to his drunken ways again. But it looked like it might be starting again. And over what?
(9:50 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
She was not prepared to accept losing him again for a second time in a few short weeks.
***
Pixelated madness on a minor tube on a Tuesday, no a Wednesday.
***
She went in to the house and dialed his cell. No answer, just his voicemail, "Fuller, what are you doing. Come home! Fuller, come home please," she choked out, "I can't handle going through this again. You are going to kill yourself this time. If not on the bike this morning, with the drink soon enough. Why do you have to do this to us?" She slammed down the phone and the handset broke apart, the batter spilling out. "Stupid phone!"
***
Sweet! Green in the daily cell now gentle reader. Two thousand words pushed out for the day. Wow. Hard still. Very hard. I keep waiting for a string of easy days. Just one for astart would be nice. In any case, I am shutting things down for the night. I would like to get more done, but have no motivationn. I am drained.
Good night and sweet dreams gentle reader.
(10:01 pm Wed Nov 26, 2008)
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D25
(3:39 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well gentle reader, a little bit of searching for nano scramble fu and I found a bit of nano sed scremble fu that is good enough. I was looking for nano perl scramble fu but the sed fu will do.
A little bit of searching, testing, and naturally a little improving and look! It is now magically:
(3:53 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
It is so easy to burn time it is not funny. It doesn't take any kindling at all. Doesn't even need a spark really. You just sort of burn it and it is gone, normally doesn't even leave any temporal ashes.
***
(4:31 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
When Sarah woke up, Fuller was laready gone from the bed. She felt an instant of panic and then heard the TV on out in the front room.
She got up and went to the rest room and splashed some cold water on her face before going to speak to Fuller.
She found him sprawled out on the couch clicking away. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was greasy and matted. "You OK Fuller?" she asked.
"I feel turble," he smiled back wanly, "I couldn't really sleep last night so I got up and came out here so I wouldn't bother you."
"Have you spent the whole night clicking?"
"Parts of it, but I watched a documentary on pirates for a couple of hours. That was interesting."
"The standard Blackbeard stuff?"
"No, it was more than that, went back way further and came right up to the present. I learned some things I hadn't known before. You know that the family sip sip says we have pirates in our line way back."
"You must have, you stole my heart that day on the boat didn't you?"
Fuller reached out his hand towards her, "Come here you sweet thing."
Sarah reached out and took his hand and he pulled her to the couch and down onto his lap, "I love you too much. I don't know what I would od without you."
"You had me worried there for a while. I thought I would have to do without you. I just sort of went into some numb zone. Don't you ever leave me like that again."
"I don't know what happened honey. I still can't really remember anything. I must have been somewhere but I don't know where."
(4:45 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
***
Well gentle reader, I just validated and won! Fantastic! That feels good. It really felt like I was not going to pull through this year but with some sneaky tricks and some dogged determination, I pulled through. Not to try and reach at least sixty thousand words before the month is up.
***
She was an accident
Couldn't wait to happen
She splattered all my dreams
Right across the heavens
For everyone to see
The mess that she had made me
***
(5:10 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Do you think you are up to doing anything today?" asked Sarah.
"Well, I feel like death right now, but if I can catch a nap, I may feel up to something this afternoon. I probably should do something in the afternoon so I can break the cycle and maybe get some sleep tonight. I really don't want to sleep all day and be up again all night again."
"Well I was thinking maybe we could get together with the rest of the band at the club or over at Jaro's studio and work on some of our new material.
***
(5:26 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well gentle reader, I have just learned that there is band practice tonight so that will be cutting in to my writing time. Then I have also just learned that there has been a possible major computer issue someplace that may see me working long hours in the days ahead so it is a good thing I have just oficially won as the best laid plans and all that rot may be kicking in to high gear!
***
Fulcrum woke up on a porch he had slept on and went down to the shore to clean off and wake up. He had some trouble finding some fresh water to rinse the salt off but he ran in to a man washing his golf cart and asked for a quick hose down.
(5:31 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
(5:51 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
After drying off he went into town to see what he could see. He wanted to see if he could find someone to crew for and earn a little more money. He figured on hanging out here in Abaco for a few days to a few weeks before trying to make his way back to Harbour Island. If he could make it up north far enough he might be able to find something of another of his personal caches.
(5:57 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Now we are in a big rush mode to try and get to a thousand words before I have to head out to band practice. How can I manage to manufacture enough words in a hurry? Perhaps I can place an order and have a bunch of loose words delivered. Then I will only have to concenttrate on arranging them. Will that prove to be an easier task than finding them in the first place?
I am not so sure abou that though. Because, at least when I manage to dredge them up from within, they come pre-ordered whereas, getting a jumble of words and having to try and sort them out onit proper sentences and paragraphs without any extra words left over might be a more difficult task. Perhaps I will do a little online experiment to test this in the days ahead.
In any case I am very close to a thousand right up in now and would like to thank your for your continued cooperation and encouragement.
(6:06 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
(10:07 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, this is fun. I have been wasting time and I am not sure how I am going to get the rest of the words kicked out tonight. We shall try though.
***
When Fulcrum got into town, he walked past the gate to town and kept on past the restaurant and came o the point where the road took a sharp right at the little beach. He turned the corner and bumped in to a couple coming the other way.
"Fuller! I didn't know you and Sarah we over this way. When did you guys come in? Did you fly in?" said the woman.
"I just got here yesterday. Sarah didn't come. I came in on a boat from Harbour Island," replied Fulcrum.
"Oh!" the woman's face fell, "Too bad, it would have been nice for us to get together and do some boating. Is she coming up soon? How long are you here for?"
"Ah... I am not sure. I may be leaving today and heading further north. Sarah has no plans of coming over though."
"We may be going north later in the week, do you want to wait and go with us?"
"Ah... No... I am just bouncing around and seeing where the wind takes me. I don't really want to commit to much right now though, Listen I need to keep moving, nice to see you though."
"Well, good to see you too Fuller, tell Sarah we said hello when you get home. You guys need to come up and visit us in Orlando sometime."
"Will do, have a good day," said Fulcrum turning and walking away in the direction he had been heading.
***
(10:23 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Fulcrum!"
Oh oh, was that Derxed calling him? He looked around to see if that couple could see him but thankfully they were out of sight.
"Fulcrum! Over here in the dinghy!"
He looked back the way he had come and sure enough, Derxed and Judy were in the dinghy rowing towards the shore.
This could be trouble. Could he safely ignore them? If he went back, would he be in sight of that couple? Would they wonder about the Fuller, Fulcrum situation?
He decided not to risk it and turned the corner and kept going.
He had only gone a block or so when Judy came jogging up behind him, "Fulcrum, didn't you hear us?"
"Oh, hey Judy, I though I heard something but I was singing and I didn't see anyone so I kept on. I thought you and Derxed were going to be gone by now."
"Yes, well, we were supposed to be on our way home, but we got a call from the kids saying that they were not going to be able to make it for Thanks Giving this year and so we decided to hang around down here instead. We called the charter company and they were able to let us have the yacht for another two weeks."
"That's nice. You were lucky I guess."
"Yes well, we would be even more lucky if you would agree to crew with us for a bit longer. We were very excited to see you there talking to that couple. You will say yes, won't you?"
(10:38 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"I might say yes, where would we be going?"
"Well, we thought we might sail the cays north to at least Nunjack. We would like to leave before noon if that can work out for you."
"You know, I was thinking of heading north for a bit myself, this might be my lucky day too. Look, I would like to get something to eat and then I will have to go and grab my stuff. Where can I meet you and when?"
"Well, we are shopping for some supplies and I want to go and take a look at some of the local art so, how about two hours right back there where you were talking tot hat couple?"
"I think I could make that, I may be a half more though if that is OK."
(10:45 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Sure thing, see you then," said Judy turning and heading back the way they had come.
Fulcrum turned and began walking the way he had been going.
"Oh Fulcrum."
He turned.
"Yes Judy?"
"Who is Sarah?"
"Who?"
"OK then, we are not the kind to pry. See you in a few hours."
***
(10:51 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, gentle reader, I may just manage to get there before too long. That would be really nice.
Too bad I don't think I have the gumption to try and get to three thousand tonight. It is interesting what I am learning about these people as I tell you about them gentle reader.
***
Look at me and tell me
What would I do without you
How could I begin to live
The rest of my life all alone
Look at me my darling
I need some reassuring
I need for you to promise me
Your heart will be my own
***
Hey hey hey hey hey....
What cha gonna do today....
Where ya gonna go
Who ya need to know
Wont cha tell me what to say
***
Summer's sorrow, came to me today,
Said to borrow, what I could not give away,
That tomorrow, would be another day,
And that sorrow, should not get in the way.
But I ain't livin my life like that
And she ain't welcome on my welcome mat
And now I've said it and that is that
Cause I ain't livin my life like that no more!
Summer's sorrow, whispered come and play,
I will show you, what almost got away,
Take a moment, and sit with me I pray
If I leave you, your world will turn to gray
But I ain't livin my life like that
Man I'm a removing my welcome mat
So like it or lump it but that is that
Cause I ain't livin my life like that no more!
***
She sits alone in the moonlight
With the sunshine in her hair
She sits alone in the moonlight
But you cannot find her there
She's got a new love lately
So she's crying in despair
She sits alone in the moonlight
With the sunshine in her hair
***
(11:05 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, that is that for the night, I have to shut down. Later and good night.
Well gentle reader, a little bit of searching for nano scramble fu and I found a bit of nano sed scremble fu that is good enough. I was looking for nano perl scramble fu but the sed fu will do.
A little bit of searching, testing, and naturally a little improving and look! It is now magically:
(3:53 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
It is so easy to burn time it is not funny. It doesn't take any kindling at all. Doesn't even need a spark really. You just sort of burn it and it is gone, normally doesn't even leave any temporal ashes.
***
(4:31 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
When Sarah woke up, Fuller was laready gone from the bed. She felt an instant of panic and then heard the TV on out in the front room.
She got up and went to the rest room and splashed some cold water on her face before going to speak to Fuller.
She found him sprawled out on the couch clicking away. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was greasy and matted. "You OK Fuller?" she asked.
"I feel turble," he smiled back wanly, "I couldn't really sleep last night so I got up and came out here so I wouldn't bother you."
"Have you spent the whole night clicking?"
"Parts of it, but I watched a documentary on pirates for a couple of hours. That was interesting."
"The standard Blackbeard stuff?"
"No, it was more than that, went back way further and came right up to the present. I learned some things I hadn't known before. You know that the family sip sip says we have pirates in our line way back."
"You must have, you stole my heart that day on the boat didn't you?"
Fuller reached out his hand towards her, "Come here you sweet thing."
Sarah reached out and took his hand and he pulled her to the couch and down onto his lap, "I love you too much. I don't know what I would od without you."
"You had me worried there for a while. I thought I would have to do without you. I just sort of went into some numb zone. Don't you ever leave me like that again."
"I don't know what happened honey. I still can't really remember anything. I must have been somewhere but I don't know where."
(4:45 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
***
Well gentle reader, I just validated and won! Fantastic! That feels good. It really felt like I was not going to pull through this year but with some sneaky tricks and some dogged determination, I pulled through. Not to try and reach at least sixty thousand words before the month is up.
***
She was an accident
Couldn't wait to happen
She splattered all my dreams
Right across the heavens
For everyone to see
The mess that she had made me
***
(5:10 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Do you think you are up to doing anything today?" asked Sarah.
"Well, I feel like death right now, but if I can catch a nap, I may feel up to something this afternoon. I probably should do something in the afternoon so I can break the cycle and maybe get some sleep tonight. I really don't want to sleep all day and be up again all night again."
"Well I was thinking maybe we could get together with the rest of the band at the club or over at Jaro's studio and work on some of our new material.
***
(5:26 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well gentle reader, I have just learned that there is band practice tonight so that will be cutting in to my writing time. Then I have also just learned that there has been a possible major computer issue someplace that may see me working long hours in the days ahead so it is a good thing I have just oficially won as the best laid plans and all that rot may be kicking in to high gear!
***
Fulcrum woke up on a porch he had slept on and went down to the shore to clean off and wake up. He had some trouble finding some fresh water to rinse the salt off but he ran in to a man washing his golf cart and asked for a quick hose down.
(5:31 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
(5:51 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
After drying off he went into town to see what he could see. He wanted to see if he could find someone to crew for and earn a little more money. He figured on hanging out here in Abaco for a few days to a few weeks before trying to make his way back to Harbour Island. If he could make it up north far enough he might be able to find something of another of his personal caches.
(5:57 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Now we are in a big rush mode to try and get to a thousand words before I have to head out to band practice. How can I manage to manufacture enough words in a hurry? Perhaps I can place an order and have a bunch of loose words delivered. Then I will only have to concenttrate on arranging them. Will that prove to be an easier task than finding them in the first place?
I am not so sure abou that though. Because, at least when I manage to dredge them up from within, they come pre-ordered whereas, getting a jumble of words and having to try and sort them out onit proper sentences and paragraphs without any extra words left over might be a more difficult task. Perhaps I will do a little online experiment to test this in the days ahead.
In any case I am very close to a thousand right up in now and would like to thank your for your continued cooperation and encouragement.
(6:06 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
(10:07 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, this is fun. I have been wasting time and I am not sure how I am going to get the rest of the words kicked out tonight. We shall try though.
***
When Fulcrum got into town, he walked past the gate to town and kept on past the restaurant and came o the point where the road took a sharp right at the little beach. He turned the corner and bumped in to a couple coming the other way.
"Fuller! I didn't know you and Sarah we over this way. When did you guys come in? Did you fly in?" said the woman.
"I just got here yesterday. Sarah didn't come. I came in on a boat from Harbour Island," replied Fulcrum.
"Oh!" the woman's face fell, "Too bad, it would have been nice for us to get together and do some boating. Is she coming up soon? How long are you here for?"
"Ah... I am not sure. I may be leaving today and heading further north. Sarah has no plans of coming over though."
"We may be going north later in the week, do you want to wait and go with us?"
"Ah... No... I am just bouncing around and seeing where the wind takes me. I don't really want to commit to much right now though, Listen I need to keep moving, nice to see you though."
"Well, good to see you too Fuller, tell Sarah we said hello when you get home. You guys need to come up and visit us in Orlando sometime."
"Will do, have a good day," said Fulcrum turning and walking away in the direction he had been heading.
***
(10:23 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Fulcrum!"
Oh oh, was that Derxed calling him? He looked around to see if that couple could see him but thankfully they were out of sight.
"Fulcrum! Over here in the dinghy!"
He looked back the way he had come and sure enough, Derxed and Judy were in the dinghy rowing towards the shore.
This could be trouble. Could he safely ignore them? If he went back, would he be in sight of that couple? Would they wonder about the Fuller, Fulcrum situation?
He decided not to risk it and turned the corner and kept going.
He had only gone a block or so when Judy came jogging up behind him, "Fulcrum, didn't you hear us?"
"Oh, hey Judy, I though I heard something but I was singing and I didn't see anyone so I kept on. I thought you and Derxed were going to be gone by now."
"Yes, well, we were supposed to be on our way home, but we got a call from the kids saying that they were not going to be able to make it for Thanks Giving this year and so we decided to hang around down here instead. We called the charter company and they were able to let us have the yacht for another two weeks."
"That's nice. You were lucky I guess."
"Yes well, we would be even more lucky if you would agree to crew with us for a bit longer. We were very excited to see you there talking to that couple. You will say yes, won't you?"
(10:38 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"I might say yes, where would we be going?"
"Well, we thought we might sail the cays north to at least Nunjack. We would like to leave before noon if that can work out for you."
"You know, I was thinking of heading north for a bit myself, this might be my lucky day too. Look, I would like to get something to eat and then I will have to go and grab my stuff. Where can I meet you and when?"
"Well, we are shopping for some supplies and I want to go and take a look at some of the local art so, how about two hours right back there where you were talking tot hat couple?"
"I think I could make that, I may be a half more though if that is OK."
(10:45 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
"Sure thing, see you then," said Judy turning and heading back the way they had come.
Fulcrum turned and began walking the way he had been going.
"Oh Fulcrum."
He turned.
"Yes Judy?"
"Who is Sarah?"
"Who?"
"OK then, we are not the kind to pry. See you in a few hours."
***
(10:51 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, gentle reader, I may just manage to get there before too long. That would be really nice.
Too bad I don't think I have the gumption to try and get to three thousand tonight. It is interesting what I am learning about these people as I tell you about them gentle reader.
***
Look at me and tell me
What would I do without you
How could I begin to live
The rest of my life all alone
Look at me my darling
I need some reassuring
I need for you to promise me
Your heart will be my own
***
Hey hey hey hey hey....
What cha gonna do today....
Where ya gonna go
Who ya need to know
Wont cha tell me what to say
***
Summer's sorrow, came to me today,
Said to borrow, what I could not give away,
That tomorrow, would be another day,
And that sorrow, should not get in the way.
But I ain't livin my life like that
And she ain't welcome on my welcome mat
And now I've said it and that is that
Cause I ain't livin my life like that no more!
Summer's sorrow, whispered come and play,
I will show you, what almost got away,
Take a moment, and sit with me I pray
If I leave you, your world will turn to gray
But I ain't livin my life like that
Man I'm a removing my welcome mat
So like it or lump it but that is that
Cause I ain't livin my life like that no more!
***
She sits alone in the moonlight
With the sunshine in her hair
She sits alone in the moonlight
But you cannot find her there
She's got a new love lately
So she's crying in despair
She sits alone in the moonlight
With the sunshine in her hair
***
(11:05 pm Tue Nov 25, 2008)
Well, that is that for the night, I have to shut down. Later and good night.
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D24
(4:53 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
So, a late start and a bad attitude goin in. Shall we go down or up from here. Time will tell I guess gentle reader.
***
(5:22 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Well, that wa a lot of novel house keeping and time wasting. What now? Who shall we check in on?
Perhaps I just need to ramble on for a bit gentle reader, pile up a few tens of words extra before getting down to business in earnest. Forget Vern there on the verge of vapid vermillion.
Can I ramble on with the best of them? Somehow I doubt it but you never know. I may need to join ramblers anonymous soon.
***
This girl was looking at me
She said hey there I say
So I just looked back at her
There was no other way
She said she liked the way
She saw I cut my jib
I said please stop your foolin
You really shouldn't fib
She said if I was Adam
Could I please spare a rib
I just winked and sighed
And drooled into my bib
***
Fulcrum spent the day in a foul mood. Feeling disjointed and with a splitting head ache that had lasted for more than a day now. And the sea sickness did not help any either. He had never been sea sick before in his life and this made him even more upset.
***
I need to let you in on a little secret I just found out gentle reader, Fuller has always suffered from sea sickness.
***
Fulcrum had been at sea since yesterday, crewing for the couple, Derxed and Judy from Colorado. They had been coming down to the Bahamas for many years and chartering bare boat out of Marsh Harbour. They asked him to crew for them on the return passage to Abaco as Derxed had injured his back riding the waves on the north beach and they wanted the extra help aboard just in case.
(5:46 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
One the first day out, Derxed and Judy told Fulcrum how they had almost split up over Derxed's canceling their first planned bare boat charter trip to Abaco long ago but how they had worked it out and been coming down every year since.
Fulcrum could sense that there was something a bit strange about Derxed and that he exuded a shimmering sense of inner power that Fulcrum had never encountered before. He tried to pay close attention to see if he could figure it out but his headache kept getting in the way of his attention and his attempts to think.
(5:59 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
What was wrong with him? He didn't feel like he was all there.
***
(6:38 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Well, the sloop finally reached Tope Town and they picked up a mooring in the harbour. Derxed paid off Fulcrum generously and asked him if he needed any help getting back to Harbour Island. Fulcrum thought he might hang around here for a while and see what he could see before heading back to Briland so he thanked Derxed but said no thanks and went below to pack his few things in an old canvas bag. When he came back up, Judy and derxed were in the middle of what looked to be a mildly heated discussion.
"Go on, give it to him," said Judy.
"Are you sure honey? It is our last copy and the one we have travelled with all these years," replied Derxed.
"Yes, I'm sure, he has been good to us, give it to him. Besides, I have a few copies on disk secreted here and there so I can print us up some new copies when we get home. Even before that if it turns out we really need a copy for some reason."
"OK then honey," said Derxed and then turned to face Fulcrum, "Hey Fulcrum, we have something we want to give you as a memento and a thank you. I think it may help you out with some of the problems you are having in life right now."
Fulcrum reached out his hand and took a battered plastic binder with a sticky rectangle on the front where a stick on label had worn off. The pages within protruded out beyond the plastic protection and where they did, they were worn, tattered and browned with dirt. He looked at the first page and in the upper right hand corner he read:
Zotzbrothers Stories - 1
And then centered:
Pizza & Pushups
"Thank you for everything guys," Fulcrum said, I am sorry I have been a pain this trip, I have just not felt like myself, my head is splitting and I don't feel like I am all here. I feel weak and confused."
"Well, you did your job well enough despite that and you were a big help, we could not have made it alone and we look forward to seeing you again sometime," said Judy.
Fulcrum thanked them again and pulled in the dinghy by the painter and went down the ladder followed by Judy. She rowed him in to the post office dock and then went back out to the sloop.
***
(6:52 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(7:11 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Ouch gentle reader, the time is slippery again. I mean, I have a mini decent total but it has been over two hours already and I am still under a thousand words for the day.
I was off trying to find a word scramble script for my official word count submission this year. There are things in here that I don't want anyone reading until I go in and rip things out after I hit my goal.
So far, no luck on the script count though. I may have to hack together a little something to do the job.
(7:14 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(7:33 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
And now I am off doing some web searches and disk diving looking to help someone in #rivendell on freenode. I may waste some more time on that too when I really need to just jam out another thousand words in a hurry.
Nah, gotta end the search right? So I can write. Right?
***
Sarah spent the night on her couch with Fuller's head on her lap. He said that he did not feel like himself and that he had a splitting head ache but she was over joyed to have him back and to her, he certainly seemed like himself, unlike the days before he disappeared when he had not quite seemed himself.
She was worried though that he seemed unable to explain where he had been or what he had been doing.
(7:44 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(8:23 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
***
Well gentle reader, more time gone down that drain.
***
Here is something that caught Fulcrum's eye for some unknown reason...
***
Lemonade Nights
I want to walk your lemonade nights and leave the smiling fire to his dreams. To glide unbidden above the moonlit waves of deepest grief. Lonely circles bent out of shape by the heavy weight of time unfolded.
But can we touch the empty leagues? A vast expanse of hot misty heartaches moaning in the dark. Far above, the albatross glides in search of a telly and a formal bird.
Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. If only for the moment. If only you would briefly point the way. On a lonely night. In the middle of a barren ocean.
I want to meander through your lemonade glades and smell the pines that ride the breeze. To fathom the forms of your heart, the depths of your soul. Giddy rhombi jump and shout to the fizz of joyous sunlight.
Please turn off the transistor radio. Next Tuesday would be fine. Come ride the green leaf in the morning rain and dodge the logical bullets running wild in the wind.
Look and see all the purple days arranged neatly in their box, swimming gently with touch of verve and ginger in a sea of foam peanuts. What lovely golden thread desperately trying to become a beguiling bow.
I want to walk your lemonade Knights and leave the smiling fire to his dreams.
***
(8:23 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Fulcrum found himself strangely touched by the piece. The nautical motifs speaking to him in surprising ways. Synapses firing along pathways seldom travelled.
***
Come the morning, Sarah had gently lifted his head and slipped off the couch without waking Fuller, laying his head back donw on a cuhsion.
She went to the kitchen and put on some coffee and cut a few slices of bakery bread to make a grilled cheese. She cut the sharp cheddar thick. She put the skillet on the stove and lit the burner. Butter on both sides of both slices of bread. Fry one side of one slice. Turn it over and put the cheese on the fried side and put down the first side of the second slice at the same time. Take up the second slice and rest the fried side down on the cheese and then turn the whole thing over to fry the last unfried side of bread. Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm.
***
(8:47 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
In order to understand recursion, one must first understand recursion.
Gnu's Not Unix.
***
She poured out her coffee into her favourite mug and added some soy milk while the final side of the bread fried. Then she took up her sandwich and put it on a plate and carried her breakfast out onto the screened in porch with her notebook and turned it on before taking a bite of her grilled cheese. The melted cheese making several bridges from the receding bread to her mouth.
She took a first sip of her hot coffee and logged in to her account.
When her desktop came up, she opened the ice weasel and picked kompoz from her bookmark toolbar. She wanted to see if anyone had added any tracks to any of the projects she had in the works.
She was a bit bummed to see that nothing new was added to them in a week or so now but who was she to talk, she hadn't exactly been adding a lot of tracks lately herself now had she? But then she had a good excuse, didn't she?
***
(9:15 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
I got a song for you
Deep inside my heart
It's been growing there a long time
Do you think you'ld like to hear it
I could sing it from the start
I got a tune for you
A melody blue
It's been polished dear for your eyes
Do you think that you could bear it
You could maybe hum your part
***
(9:26 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Now gentle reader, it really did take that long to write that little lyric snippet. No checking emails in the middle of it or anything like that. Eleven minutes of pure lyrical effort.
And I now see green. It is always nice when you finally see that red date turn to green. Now I need to push on and have the red number turn to green. That should happen fairly soon. I will try and remember to bring it to your attention when it happens tonight gentle reader.
Can I just put down a bit more foolishness and get it out of the way in a hurry so that I can ease up and try and push on to three thousand lovely words before midnight? Before eleven would be nice...
Well, I just checked and it has not happened yet but it is getting closer.
Closer.
Closer.
The suspense is killing you isn't it gentle reader?
So. Close. Now. Just. A. Few. More. Words!
Yes! that last word there ("words") put me right at two thousand for the day so far and the number turned green. And joy entered in.
(9:36 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
So now about three hundred more words to fifty thousand and about a thousand more to three thousand. So the next goal is fifty thousand for the month and then, if I can find the strenght, three thousand for the day.
(9:47 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
I got up for a little break, came back and did a little IM thing and suddenly a switch seemed to turn off in my brain and I have no more desire to write tonight. How ill I make myself continue? I want to do other things.
Well, truth be told, I want to do a lot of nothing. Well. And the thing is, I need more practice doing nothing these days. I may be getting rusty. My nothing doing skills may be fading. And no matter how much I try, I can't seem to do anything about it!
(9:51 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(10:05 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Step into my parlour said the spider to the fly
You will not regret it until the day you die
If you want to learn the secret of happiness
Step into my parlour and watch the truth undress
I can tell you tales of magic and delight
Weave my web of rhymes upon a summer's night
If you want to capture your lover's heart and soon
Step into my parlour beneath the bright full moon
Step into my parlour and meet a little miss
You can test her tuffet I know you can't resist
If you want to sample some special meringue pie
Step into my parlour said the spider to the fly
You will not regret it until the day you die
You will not regret it until the day you die
***
Just a few more to get to fifty thousand and then I am done for the night gentle reader. I don't think I can find another seven hundred words or so in me tonight in any kind of time fram I would be happy with.
But I am over fifty now and am a little happy at least. Woot!
(10:10 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Done and good night!
So, a late start and a bad attitude goin in. Shall we go down or up from here. Time will tell I guess gentle reader.
***
(5:22 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Well, that wa a lot of novel house keeping and time wasting. What now? Who shall we check in on?
Perhaps I just need to ramble on for a bit gentle reader, pile up a few tens of words extra before getting down to business in earnest. Forget Vern there on the verge of vapid vermillion.
Can I ramble on with the best of them? Somehow I doubt it but you never know. I may need to join ramblers anonymous soon.
***
This girl was looking at me
She said hey there I say
So I just looked back at her
There was no other way
She said she liked the way
She saw I cut my jib
I said please stop your foolin
You really shouldn't fib
She said if I was Adam
Could I please spare a rib
I just winked and sighed
And drooled into my bib
***
Fulcrum spent the day in a foul mood. Feeling disjointed and with a splitting head ache that had lasted for more than a day now. And the sea sickness did not help any either. He had never been sea sick before in his life and this made him even more upset.
***
I need to let you in on a little secret I just found out gentle reader, Fuller has always suffered from sea sickness.
***
Fulcrum had been at sea since yesterday, crewing for the couple, Derxed and Judy from Colorado. They had been coming down to the Bahamas for many years and chartering bare boat out of Marsh Harbour. They asked him to crew for them on the return passage to Abaco as Derxed had injured his back riding the waves on the north beach and they wanted the extra help aboard just in case.
(5:46 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
One the first day out, Derxed and Judy told Fulcrum how they had almost split up over Derxed's canceling their first planned bare boat charter trip to Abaco long ago but how they had worked it out and been coming down every year since.
Fulcrum could sense that there was something a bit strange about Derxed and that he exuded a shimmering sense of inner power that Fulcrum had never encountered before. He tried to pay close attention to see if he could figure it out but his headache kept getting in the way of his attention and his attempts to think.
(5:59 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
What was wrong with him? He didn't feel like he was all there.
***
(6:38 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Well, the sloop finally reached Tope Town and they picked up a mooring in the harbour. Derxed paid off Fulcrum generously and asked him if he needed any help getting back to Harbour Island. Fulcrum thought he might hang around here for a while and see what he could see before heading back to Briland so he thanked Derxed but said no thanks and went below to pack his few things in an old canvas bag. When he came back up, Judy and derxed were in the middle of what looked to be a mildly heated discussion.
"Go on, give it to him," said Judy.
"Are you sure honey? It is our last copy and the one we have travelled with all these years," replied Derxed.
"Yes, I'm sure, he has been good to us, give it to him. Besides, I have a few copies on disk secreted here and there so I can print us up some new copies when we get home. Even before that if it turns out we really need a copy for some reason."
"OK then honey," said Derxed and then turned to face Fulcrum, "Hey Fulcrum, we have something we want to give you as a memento and a thank you. I think it may help you out with some of the problems you are having in life right now."
Fulcrum reached out his hand and took a battered plastic binder with a sticky rectangle on the front where a stick on label had worn off. The pages within protruded out beyond the plastic protection and where they did, they were worn, tattered and browned with dirt. He looked at the first page and in the upper right hand corner he read:
Zotzbrothers Stories - 1
And then centered:
Pizza & Pushups
"Thank you for everything guys," Fulcrum said, I am sorry I have been a pain this trip, I have just not felt like myself, my head is splitting and I don't feel like I am all here. I feel weak and confused."
"Well, you did your job well enough despite that and you were a big help, we could not have made it alone and we look forward to seeing you again sometime," said Judy.
Fulcrum thanked them again and pulled in the dinghy by the painter and went down the ladder followed by Judy. She rowed him in to the post office dock and then went back out to the sloop.
***
(6:52 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(7:11 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Ouch gentle reader, the time is slippery again. I mean, I have a mini decent total but it has been over two hours already and I am still under a thousand words for the day.
I was off trying to find a word scramble script for my official word count submission this year. There are things in here that I don't want anyone reading until I go in and rip things out after I hit my goal.
So far, no luck on the script count though. I may have to hack together a little something to do the job.
(7:14 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(7:33 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
And now I am off doing some web searches and disk diving looking to help someone in #rivendell on freenode. I may waste some more time on that too when I really need to just jam out another thousand words in a hurry.
Nah, gotta end the search right? So I can write. Right?
***
Sarah spent the night on her couch with Fuller's head on her lap. He said that he did not feel like himself and that he had a splitting head ache but she was over joyed to have him back and to her, he certainly seemed like himself, unlike the days before he disappeared when he had not quite seemed himself.
She was worried though that he seemed unable to explain where he had been or what he had been doing.
(7:44 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(8:23 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
***
Well gentle reader, more time gone down that drain.
***
Here is something that caught Fulcrum's eye for some unknown reason...
***
Lemonade Nights
I want to walk your lemonade nights and leave the smiling fire to his dreams. To glide unbidden above the moonlit waves of deepest grief. Lonely circles bent out of shape by the heavy weight of time unfolded.
But can we touch the empty leagues? A vast expanse of hot misty heartaches moaning in the dark. Far above, the albatross glides in search of a telly and a formal bird.
Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. If only for the moment. If only you would briefly point the way. On a lonely night. In the middle of a barren ocean.
I want to meander through your lemonade glades and smell the pines that ride the breeze. To fathom the forms of your heart, the depths of your soul. Giddy rhombi jump and shout to the fizz of joyous sunlight.
Please turn off the transistor radio. Next Tuesday would be fine. Come ride the green leaf in the morning rain and dodge the logical bullets running wild in the wind.
Look and see all the purple days arranged neatly in their box, swimming gently with touch of verve and ginger in a sea of foam peanuts. What lovely golden thread desperately trying to become a beguiling bow.
I want to walk your lemonade Knights and leave the smiling fire to his dreams.
***
(8:23 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Fulcrum found himself strangely touched by the piece. The nautical motifs speaking to him in surprising ways. Synapses firing along pathways seldom travelled.
***
Come the morning, Sarah had gently lifted his head and slipped off the couch without waking Fuller, laying his head back donw on a cuhsion.
She went to the kitchen and put on some coffee and cut a few slices of bakery bread to make a grilled cheese. She cut the sharp cheddar thick. She put the skillet on the stove and lit the burner. Butter on both sides of both slices of bread. Fry one side of one slice. Turn it over and put the cheese on the fried side and put down the first side of the second slice at the same time. Take up the second slice and rest the fried side down on the cheese and then turn the whole thing over to fry the last unfried side of bread. Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Mmmmm.
***
(8:47 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
In order to understand recursion, one must first understand recursion.
Gnu's Not Unix.
***
She poured out her coffee into her favourite mug and added some soy milk while the final side of the bread fried. Then she took up her sandwich and put it on a plate and carried her breakfast out onto the screened in porch with her notebook and turned it on before taking a bite of her grilled cheese. The melted cheese making several bridges from the receding bread to her mouth.
She took a first sip of her hot coffee and logged in to her account.
When her desktop came up, she opened the ice weasel and picked kompoz from her bookmark toolbar. She wanted to see if anyone had added any tracks to any of the projects she had in the works.
She was a bit bummed to see that nothing new was added to them in a week or so now but who was she to talk, she hadn't exactly been adding a lot of tracks lately herself now had she? But then she had a good excuse, didn't she?
***
(9:15 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
I got a song for you
Deep inside my heart
It's been growing there a long time
Do you think you'ld like to hear it
I could sing it from the start
I got a tune for you
A melody blue
It's been polished dear for your eyes
Do you think that you could bear it
You could maybe hum your part
***
(9:26 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Now gentle reader, it really did take that long to write that little lyric snippet. No checking emails in the middle of it or anything like that. Eleven minutes of pure lyrical effort.
And I now see green. It is always nice when you finally see that red date turn to green. Now I need to push on and have the red number turn to green. That should happen fairly soon. I will try and remember to bring it to your attention when it happens tonight gentle reader.
Can I just put down a bit more foolishness and get it out of the way in a hurry so that I can ease up and try and push on to three thousand lovely words before midnight? Before eleven would be nice...
Well, I just checked and it has not happened yet but it is getting closer.
Closer.
Closer.
The suspense is killing you isn't it gentle reader?
So. Close. Now. Just. A. Few. More. Words!
Yes! that last word there ("words") put me right at two thousand for the day so far and the number turned green. And joy entered in.
(9:36 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
So now about three hundred more words to fifty thousand and about a thousand more to three thousand. So the next goal is fifty thousand for the month and then, if I can find the strenght, three thousand for the day.
(9:47 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
I got up for a little break, came back and did a little IM thing and suddenly a switch seemed to turn off in my brain and I have no more desire to write tonight. How ill I make myself continue? I want to do other things.
Well, truth be told, I want to do a lot of nothing. Well. And the thing is, I need more practice doing nothing these days. I may be getting rusty. My nothing doing skills may be fading. And no matter how much I try, I can't seem to do anything about it!
(9:51 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
(10:05 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Step into my parlour said the spider to the fly
You will not regret it until the day you die
If you want to learn the secret of happiness
Step into my parlour and watch the truth undress
I can tell you tales of magic and delight
Weave my web of rhymes upon a summer's night
If you want to capture your lover's heart and soon
Step into my parlour beneath the bright full moon
Step into my parlour and meet a little miss
You can test her tuffet I know you can't resist
If you want to sample some special meringue pie
Step into my parlour said the spider to the fly
You will not regret it until the day you die
You will not regret it until the day you die
***
Just a few more to get to fifty thousand and then I am done for the night gentle reader. I don't think I can find another seven hundred words or so in me tonight in any kind of time fram I would be happy with.
But I am over fifty now and am a little happy at least. Woot!
(10:10 pm Mon Nov 24, 2008)
Done and good night!
Bits N Pieces - A Disjointed Bahamian Novel - D23
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BANG!
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I just wanted to start the day out with a bang! That came from a new and improved script:
***
#! /usr/bin/perl
use strict;
#
# progressions2.pl
# copyright 2008 by drew Roberts
#
# this program will write the word one to a file
# then it will enter this loop
# it will count the words in the file,
# convert the number to words and a append those
# words to the file
# it will contine the loop, adding to the file
# until a set number of words is in the file
use Lingua::EN::Numbers qw(num2en num2en_ordinal);
my $file = '';
$file = 'progressions2.txt';
open(INFO, ">$file");
print INFO "One.\n";
print INFO "\n";
my $wordno = 1;
my $totwords = 60000;
my $wordtext = '';
while ($wordno <= $totwords)
{
print "Words so far: $wordno\n";
# convert numerical word to words.
$wordtext = num2en($wordno);
print "Words = $wordtext\n";
print INFO "$wordtext\n\n";
$wordno = $wordno + $wordtext=~ s/((^|\s)\S)/$1/g;
}
close(INFO);
***
Much faster. Much, much faster.
(1:54 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Now that's what I'm talking about. Faster in more ways than one.
That just feels so good.
I see the dogs running around in the front yard. The sun is shining. The tube is on with a game in progress. I am listening to the secong set from the band's gig last night. It was a lovely party at a lovely place in Lyford. It looked like it might rain for a while but the spitting spry never turned into anything more serious and ended before the party got into full swing.
The encores went long though and the drive back east from Lyford is a long one, even late at night when the traffic is not bad. So, I got home late and was wired up from the loud music and it took a long time to get to sleep. Thankfully I slept OK. Then I woke up too early.
I am tired and my hand still hurts. So you can see why it might feel really good to get those words pumped out. Plus, I know the suspense was killing you as your read those intricate plot twists hidden in there.
***
Still, I would like to pump out some non-slippery words and move what little plot I have along some before the day is done. Wish me luck gentle reader.
***
(2:21 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Sarah had spent a day in the motel and on the beach in front of the motel thinking about the mystery of the coin in two parts and in two places and about the mystery of Fuller. And the mystery of her strange behavior since his disappearence and her strange lack of distress over his leaving after the first few days.
She had better hope he was OK somewhere. She would have a hard time explaining herself if something bad had happened to him.
(3:03 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
***
Well, what happened there gentle reader?
***
Her behaviour was something she had tried explaining to herself and had been unable to. How could she hope to explain it to any authorities who might choose to question her about it?
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This is a National Novel Writing Month novel right gentle reader? Why be succinct when you can be verbose and extremely wordy? Catch my drift? See what I mean? Is this clear enough for you? Sweet. Cool. Copa.
***
Well, Sarah had enjoyed her day but had not reached any satisfying conclusions and so had gone to sleep and tossed restlessly through the night and woken up this morning with sand in her eyes and cotton in her mouth.
After a brisk mnorning walk on the beach she came back to her room and took hot shower and dressed before heading up A1A to a little local dive for a breakfast of hot dogs and fries. After she had finished eating she got a little worried. She couldn't possibly be pregnant could she?
***
(3:16 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(3:39 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Fulcrum had hidden his coin in the dirt under the porch he had been sleeping on and gone out and dcrewed again for the day on the sloop. It had been another good day and once again he had received his pay when they docked in the late afternoon.
He walked down the street past the house where he had been staying and paniced when he saw a dog digging in the dirt under the house near where he had buried his re-found coin. Well, it was not exactly panic but a good amount of worry. That coin was now the only direct connection he had with his old life. Well, other than the land and sea itself. His only posession from his old life as it were.
He wanted to go right into the yard and chase the dog off and look for his coin but he could not do that. There were too many people around and there was too much light out still.
So he walked on by and took up a watch of the yard from a position under a shade tree further down the street.
The rest of the day passed without incident and when dark had finally ceom he had snuck onto the property to retrieve his coin.
But it was not there. The dog had dug in the exact spot. Why? Why would he pick that exact spot?
***
You will learn later gentle reader that it was due to the smell of blood from Fulcrum's pirate days that somehow still clung to the cloth that Fulcrum had found with the coin under the beach porch and which he wrapped in before burying it under this inland porch. For now just ignore this premature information reveal and be suitably surprised later on when it comes out in a very dramatic fashion!
Sweet!
(4:00 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(4:16 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
It is a good thing I got things started off today with that BANG! gentle reader as I am not sure I could deal with the pressure otherwise. I mean, time has been being its customary slippery self this afternoon but my attitude has been cool and relaxified as it were. Bushy, bushy.
***
Wanna tell ya something baby
I don't really care
How you fix your nails
Or how ya do your hair
How ya cook ya breakfast
Or what ya want to wear
I love ya for yourself
That's what ya need to hear
***
(4:28 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(4:59 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Well we'll jump into the river
And we'll float down to the shore
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Then I'll give you something baby
And I'll show you something more
Pretty baby, pretty baby
With love upon the waters
We can count to three or four
Pretty baby, pretty baby
***
Fulcrum was not the kind to give up easy when it came to treasure of any kind though and especially treasure that he had some personal interest in. So he spent some time crawling around in the dark under the porch. A good amout of time actually. He spotted something gleaming in a shaft of moonlight thap peeped through a crack in the pine boards of the porch.
He crept over to the spot excitedly but it was an old pop top from the days when they came off the can. Those dangerous days of yore. Those days before Fulcrum had come forward so he did not recognise what it was but he knew it wasn't his coin and his heart fell.
He had kept on searching though but had turned up nothing but the earth under the porch.
He finally gave up for the night and crawled out from under the porch mired in dirt. He needed to find a place to clean off before turning in to sleep and remembered a tap he had seen in a nearby back yard the other day.
***
After breakfast, Sarah checked out of the motel and drove back to the airport in Orlando (MCO) and checked in for standby back home.
Once out at the gate she ran in to a woman she knew and managed to talk her into giving her reservation over and going on standby in Sarah's place.
So she made it home and showered and dressed and made a quick bowl of fried pasta with garlic and olive oil before heading out to the club.
***
(5:21 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
"Sarah! Where have you been? We have been searching all over for you," said Frank, "Fuller's up the road on my boat with Jaro getting it ready for a little fishing."
"Fuller! Where did he come from? When did he get back?" exclaimed Sarah.
"Yesterday, says he doesn't know were he went or how he got back, just woke up on the beach out past the caves."
Sarah barely heard what he was saying in her rush down the steps.
***
Well, as amazing as it may seem, Fulcrum tripped over the potcake that had dug up his coin as he went into the yard with the tap. Fell flat on his face he did. But when he pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, there was his coin on the ground in front of his face.
It was a happy wash up indeed. And a happy sleep filled with happy dreams.
(5:39 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Unfortunately, sweet dreams gave way to a splitting headache when Fulcrum awoke. He felt torn apart. Almost as if a part of him were missing.
***
I must needs go out for a while now gentle reader, hold that thought until I get back will you?
(5:48 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(8:06 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
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I need my eyes back
Who's got my eyes
Who's got my eyes
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Who's got my feet
Who's got my feet
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***
BANG!
***
I just wanted to start the day out with a bang! That came from a new and improved script:
***
#! /usr/bin/perl
use strict;
#
# progressions2.pl
# copyright 2008 by drew Roberts
#
# this program will write the word one to a file
# then it will enter this loop
# it will count the words in the file,
# convert the number to words and a append those
# words to the file
# it will contine the loop, adding to the file
# until a set number of words is in the file
use Lingua::EN::Numbers qw(num2en num2en_ordinal);
my $file = '';
$file = 'progressions2.txt';
open(INFO, ">$file");
print INFO "One.\n";
print INFO "\n";
my $wordno = 1;
my $totwords = 60000;
my $wordtext = '';
while ($wordno <= $totwords)
{
print "Words so far: $wordno\n";
# convert numerical word to words.
$wordtext = num2en($wordno);
print "Words = $wordtext\n";
print INFO "$wordtext\n\n";
$wordno = $wordno + $wordtext=~ s/((^|\s)\S)/$1/g;
}
close(INFO);
***
Much faster. Much, much faster.
(1:54 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Now that's what I'm talking about. Faster in more ways than one.
That just feels so good.
I see the dogs running around in the front yard. The sun is shining. The tube is on with a game in progress. I am listening to the secong set from the band's gig last night. It was a lovely party at a lovely place in Lyford. It looked like it might rain for a while but the spitting spry never turned into anything more serious and ended before the party got into full swing.
The encores went long though and the drive back east from Lyford is a long one, even late at night when the traffic is not bad. So, I got home late and was wired up from the loud music and it took a long time to get to sleep. Thankfully I slept OK. Then I woke up too early.
I am tired and my hand still hurts. So you can see why it might feel really good to get those words pumped out. Plus, I know the suspense was killing you as your read those intricate plot twists hidden in there.
***
Still, I would like to pump out some non-slippery words and move what little plot I have along some before the day is done. Wish me luck gentle reader.
***
(2:21 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Sarah had spent a day in the motel and on the beach in front of the motel thinking about the mystery of the coin in two parts and in two places and about the mystery of Fuller. And the mystery of her strange behavior since his disappearence and her strange lack of distress over his leaving after the first few days.
She had better hope he was OK somewhere. She would have a hard time explaining herself if something bad had happened to him.
(3:03 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
***
Well, what happened there gentle reader?
***
Her behaviour was something she had tried explaining to herself and had been unable to. How could she hope to explain it to any authorities who might choose to question her about it?
***
This is a National Novel Writing Month novel right gentle reader? Why be succinct when you can be verbose and extremely wordy? Catch my drift? See what I mean? Is this clear enough for you? Sweet. Cool. Copa.
***
Well, Sarah had enjoyed her day but had not reached any satisfying conclusions and so had gone to sleep and tossed restlessly through the night and woken up this morning with sand in her eyes and cotton in her mouth.
After a brisk mnorning walk on the beach she came back to her room and took hot shower and dressed before heading up A1A to a little local dive for a breakfast of hot dogs and fries. After she had finished eating she got a little worried. She couldn't possibly be pregnant could she?
***
(3:16 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(3:39 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Fulcrum had hidden his coin in the dirt under the porch he had been sleeping on and gone out and dcrewed again for the day on the sloop. It had been another good day and once again he had received his pay when they docked in the late afternoon.
He walked down the street past the house where he had been staying and paniced when he saw a dog digging in the dirt under the house near where he had buried his re-found coin. Well, it was not exactly panic but a good amount of worry. That coin was now the only direct connection he had with his old life. Well, other than the land and sea itself. His only posession from his old life as it were.
He wanted to go right into the yard and chase the dog off and look for his coin but he could not do that. There were too many people around and there was too much light out still.
So he walked on by and took up a watch of the yard from a position under a shade tree further down the street.
The rest of the day passed without incident and when dark had finally ceom he had snuck onto the property to retrieve his coin.
But it was not there. The dog had dug in the exact spot. Why? Why would he pick that exact spot?
***
You will learn later gentle reader that it was due to the smell of blood from Fulcrum's pirate days that somehow still clung to the cloth that Fulcrum had found with the coin under the beach porch and which he wrapped in before burying it under this inland porch. For now just ignore this premature information reveal and be suitably surprised later on when it comes out in a very dramatic fashion!
Sweet!
(4:00 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(4:16 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
It is a good thing I got things started off today with that BANG! gentle reader as I am not sure I could deal with the pressure otherwise. I mean, time has been being its customary slippery self this afternoon but my attitude has been cool and relaxified as it were. Bushy, bushy.
***
Wanna tell ya something baby
I don't really care
How you fix your nails
Or how ya do your hair
How ya cook ya breakfast
Or what ya want to wear
I love ya for yourself
That's what ya need to hear
***
(4:28 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(4:59 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Well we'll jump into the river
And we'll float down to the shore
Pretty baby, pretty baby
Then I'll give you something baby
And I'll show you something more
Pretty baby, pretty baby
With love upon the waters
We can count to three or four
Pretty baby, pretty baby
***
Fulcrum was not the kind to give up easy when it came to treasure of any kind though and especially treasure that he had some personal interest in. So he spent some time crawling around in the dark under the porch. A good amout of time actually. He spotted something gleaming in a shaft of moonlight thap peeped through a crack in the pine boards of the porch.
He crept over to the spot excitedly but it was an old pop top from the days when they came off the can. Those dangerous days of yore. Those days before Fulcrum had come forward so he did not recognise what it was but he knew it wasn't his coin and his heart fell.
He had kept on searching though but had turned up nothing but the earth under the porch.
He finally gave up for the night and crawled out from under the porch mired in dirt. He needed to find a place to clean off before turning in to sleep and remembered a tap he had seen in a nearby back yard the other day.
***
After breakfast, Sarah checked out of the motel and drove back to the airport in Orlando (MCO) and checked in for standby back home.
Once out at the gate she ran in to a woman she knew and managed to talk her into giving her reservation over and going on standby in Sarah's place.
So she made it home and showered and dressed and made a quick bowl of fried pasta with garlic and olive oil before heading out to the club.
***
(5:21 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
"Sarah! Where have you been? We have been searching all over for you," said Frank, "Fuller's up the road on my boat with Jaro getting it ready for a little fishing."
"Fuller! Where did he come from? When did he get back?" exclaimed Sarah.
"Yesterday, says he doesn't know were he went or how he got back, just woke up on the beach out past the caves."
Sarah barely heard what he was saying in her rush down the steps.
***
Well, as amazing as it may seem, Fulcrum tripped over the potcake that had dug up his coin as he went into the yard with the tap. Fell flat on his face he did. But when he pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, there was his coin on the ground in front of his face.
It was a happy wash up indeed. And a happy sleep filled with happy dreams.
(5:39 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
Unfortunately, sweet dreams gave way to a splitting headache when Fulcrum awoke. He felt torn apart. Almost as if a part of him were missing.
***
I must needs go out for a while now gentle reader, hold that thought until I get back will you?
(5:48 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
(8:06 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
***
I need my eyes back
Who's got my eyes
Who's got my eyes
I need my eyes back
Who's got my eyes
Who's got my eyes
Who's got my eyes
I need my eyes back
I need my eyes back
Who's got my eyes
Who's got my eyes
I need my nose back
Who's got my nose
Who's got my nose
I need my nose back
Who's got my nose
Who's got my nose
Who's got my nose
I need my nose back
I need my nose back
Who's got my nose
Who's got my nose
I need my ears back
Who's got my ears
Who's got my ears
I need my ears back
Who's got my ears
Who's got my ears
Who's got my ears
I need my ears back
I need my ears back
Who's got my ears
Who's got my ears
I need my mouth back
Who's got my mouth
Who's got my mouth
I need my mouth back
Who's got my mouth
Who's got my mouth
Who's got my mouth
I need my mouth back
I need my mouth back
Who's got my mouth
Who's got my mouth
I need my skin back
Who's got my skin
Who's got my skin
I need my skin back
Who's got my skin
Who's got my skin
Who's got my skin
I need my skin back
I need my skin back
Who's got my skin
Who's got my skin
I need my mind back
Who's got my mind
Who's got my mind
I need my mind back
Who's got my mind
Who's got my mind
Who's got my mind
I need my mind back
I need my mind back
Who's got my mind
Who's got my mind
I need my feet back
Who's got my feet
Who's got my feet
I need my feet back
Who's got my feet
Who's got my feet
Who's got my feet
I need my feet back
I need my feet back
Who's got my feet
Who's got my feet
***
(8:16 pm Sun Nov 23, 2008)
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