Spring Waning Bee Hiving Moon
Spent the day in the world I’ve created, Tailte, a sister world to earth, but separated by several thousand light years. It’s strange to spend time there, a place that exists only in my mind, yet populated with people, creatures, landscapes, mountain ranges, oceans, islands, gods and goddesses. Strange, but in a good way. It’s one of the joys I experience in writing fiction. It takes me to a place I can’t reach in any other aspect of my life.
I’m still typing in work I did at Blue Cloud Monastery though I’ve also advanced the word count by a few thousand words. Plugging away. Just have to keep at it.
We only have a month left to go in the 2011 session of the 2011-2012 legislature. The number of bad bills, outrageous legislation and outright strange bills (like cutting down walnut trees in State Parks to save the State Parks continues to pile up as the party out of legislative power for years flexes its muscle. The callous disregard for the future of our rivers and streams, lakes and forests, wildlife and prairie’s just doesn’t make sense to me. I don’t understand the political calculus that trades temporary economic gain for permanent disfigurement and toxification of wetlands, cutting down old growth forests, polluting the Minnesota, the Mississippi and wetlands around and possibly within the BWCA.
Mark and I watched Salt, an Angelina Jolie spy flick. Not bad, not great, but entertaining even with the cliches. We also started watching a three part made for tv movie called Archangel. It was good; we’re about half way through.
