Scattered Author Thoughts – Related to both real world and fiction 2013

Someone Facebook posted the question “If you were the main character of the novel you most recently read who would you be?”  Well, I truthfully but perhaps snidely commented that I am the author of the novel I most recently read.  Maybe that wasn’t the best way to handle it.  Then again, maybe I should have just answered the question.  The thing is, in my novels there is usually more than one main character.  If that is a major author-sin or crime, then we know what the problem is.  If I answered in relation to the novel I most recently spent time editing the answer is that one way or another the “I” is an interstellar mercenary, a brand spankin’ new mercenary order.  My choices are a young Naav Captain – female, 23 years old, engineered for the warrior life, and a 52 year old hard ass man from planet Earth called Kiel Bronson.  As I am the author I am already neither of them and both of them and so many others.  The time is thousands of years into the future compared to 2013.  The location is close to 30 Light Years from here on planet Earth.  …and it is about the best way to kick some ass, for pay.   Wow, huh.  As a real person I am a delicate, nonviolent peacenick pansy waisted Hippie-esque Earthling who would be terrified of either of those ‘main characters’ if I met them.

That just came through Facebook’s News Feed today.

Seasonal Notes:  Do you have a holiday surrounding your birthday?  If so, which is it and how did it effect you?  This is not a rhetorical question unless you choose to not post a comment.

Five Big Questions in Life:  The main characters listed above are mainly dealing with just 2 of the 5 questions covered in the nonfiction booklet Five Big Questions in Life and how to answer them:  1) What is the best way to live?  2) Right & wrong: how to know which is which and are they absolute or relative?

Today looks like a replay 2013

Some days stand out in marked contrast from one another in one’s mind, eve as gems for years – precious memories.  Other days seem like a dull grey boredom that one would like to just wipe out.  There were two years when I was able to work as a trainee to the Master Gardener of estates for wealthy urban people – the yards of rich people.  They are often a little more or differently complicated than poorer peoples’ yards.  You’ve seen pix of hedgerow mazes, so you know what I mean.  Anyway, when I did that, one of many lessons was to recognize and accept wash outs as well as working days and to differentiate them from off season. 

Some days there is really not much one can do, other than have the sense to accept the conditions one is really dealing with. 

By the way, most of you know, but there are 3 weeks in the late Spring after a rain when growth speeds up about 7 notches.  If you don’t pay attention the right way at that time, your yard could be a mess for the rest of the year: weeds don’t care whether or not your wealthy, middle class or poor but will notice if they are fertilized, torn out, or left to do their thing without interference. 

What you may not have expected from ‘just the gardeners’ was that there was more than Master’s degree, and multiple professional and high level amateur writers as well as Mums and Ravers on the small crews I worked with.  I’m just telling you because I don’t know what your stereotypes about rich peoples’ gardener’s are.  Rumor has it the gardeners are most likely to accommodate an aristocrat’s need or desire for an extramarital affair.  You’ve actually met and all of that.  Funny or sad but true?

  That’s not what happens most days.

I’m not sure what I was getting at other than that some days just are or seem like repeats of other days, but some events stand out in our minds even years later.

Tilling has begun: Yes, this is different from Mall Neon Light Glare

Many of you have had shopping mall experiences and found that at least once, you felt overwhelmed by the abundance of bright colored lights and noise and shiny rotating trinkets for sale in shop windows. 

Some of you have paid significant sums of money to spend a week somewhere there isn’t an overwhelming abundance of shopping malls. 

There are people who feel ‘in touch with nature’ and people who get uncomfortable about too much ‘naturalness’ because it so closely resembles either baby feces stuff or barbarians or what soldiers are like after having been heavily used in actual war.  All I am really getting at is that I noticed that back in March was still before the farmers started tilling.  Well, that has really changed.  The clocks have been moved ahead.  There is tons more daylight now: it seems like it happened quickly and now dawn arrives at 5am and sunset is out to 9pm shaking off the withdraw-shock of how it feels when it is dark from 3pm to 9am the next day or something hideous and excessive like that.  The country is ‘snapping out of it’ again, and the farmers are actually tilling the local fields …Actually, last week they did a lot of it.