Okay, this first post is not cuddle-related. But I do have a two hour cuddle coming up this week, which is pretty cool. He will come to my place in the afternoon.
So today is day 2 of my holiday break between Xmas and NY. Yesterday I had a great time writing at Taste of Heaven Cafe, working on my novels THE HOPE STORE and EVERY TIME WE SAY GOODBYE. Today I will head over to Chicago Grind Cafe.
Last night I had an epiphany. You see, I finished writing a book called THE HOPE STORE, but was unsure how the narrative voice should work. At first I alternated voices between Luke and Jada, but someone thought the voices weren't different enough. She suggested keeping Jada in the first person for emphasis as main character, and to put Luke in the third person to create more distance. It's an unusual approach but it's been done before and I kinda liked it.
Now revisiting the book a year later, I'm drawn to return to my original impulse of having both characters in first person. And to put Jada in regular type and to put Luke in italics. I know some people hate reading italics, but this makes it very easy for the reader to distinguish who's narrating, and it's my book after all!! :)
So when I hit the coffee house today, I want to first find the most current version of HOPE and then start converting Luke's chapters to italics. As for the other novel EVERY TIME, I want to start exploring the theme of gun violence as a very American epidemic, and the evil gun lobby machinery.
My friend Larry was describing how you grow a plant by pushing your thumb into the dirt and dropping a seed into the hole. The image had a chilling resonance with how bullets kill people. A bullet is like a thumb that pushes into the victim's body, making a hole where it shouldn't be, shattering organs and such. But nothing good will come of it. No plant will grow and give us food for nourishment.
I think of molecules from my sixth grade science class with Mrs. Weitzel. How something hot has molecules that move very fast, and something cold has molecules that move very slow. And it makes me think how a human body is 90% water and how easy it is for a bullet to push water molecules out of the way it isn't fair it's so easy you see what I mean it just makes me mad that the streets of Chicago are paved with guns and blood and the sidewalks are scattered with shell casings and the heavens are filled with bullets where the angels should be. You see what I mean?