Imbolc Bloodroot Moon
Missing in the a.m. About 1/6th done. As I read, it’s hard not to jump in, start line editing, but getting the story and the transitions and the big picture clear is necessary. I have to reenter the story when I begin this 3rd rewrite, reenter the story in order to change it. Only by having it again in mind will I be able to do that. I can already see the value of this approach.
I have a list of characters, things and places that I’m writing down as I read. The first time a character appears or a place gets mentioned or a thing like a particular sword gets used. A long list and I’m only a little ways in.
Translating today went well, two sentences, about 6 verses.
The mechanical inspector came to examine our new furnace. A cursory look. “Fine.” And he was on his way out. To show though the things you do not know. He stopped at Kate’s long arm quilter. “My wife just died. She was a quilter, left me with a lot of quilting things.” Then, he buttoned up and left.
Still reading the competition. Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
And, hey! How about that Pope. Argentina, eh? But, from a good Italian family. And a Jesuit? Interesting though. Look at a graphic that shows Catholic strength by world region and you will see that it has bulged for some time in the Southern Hemisphere. As the West has gotten more secular, Africa and Latin America have grown more Christian. And more conservative. It will be a while before we can see what this means.