Words I'm Thinking About Right Now

Feral cat
Free
Masterpiece
Sky bridge

Thoughts associated with those words:
Feral cats get to run the desert as they please and climb things at dusk.
Philip Pullman is the most amazing author on Earth.
Wouldn't it be incredible to see a bridge through the aurora borealis?

...Seriously, wouldn't it!? I was just daydreaming about the final scene of The Northern Lights, and I was thinking about how much stuff can go down on a massive bridge of light in the middle of the night in the Arctic Circle. When I first started writing Dream Belamy I imagined a final confrontation scene on a huge bridge in the rain (Belamy lives in San Francisco, it would have been a perfect fit). The bridge did not make the final cut, and the final confrontation took place on a flying ship. I guess that leaves room for a bridgey ending to book two, if that is ever written.

I've been thinking a lot about school; or should I say university? (They don't call it "school" in England-- school is secondary education and under-- add that to your British vernacular!) Is it weird that I can't wait to start studying again? To do some research projects? I want to get my rusty brain a-workin'. My favorite part of research is the feeling of accomplishment after a study is complete. Sometimes I just look at the giant conference poster on my wall and get this warm feeling-- like, I spent a good half year putting this all together. It is mine, from start to finish. 6 months of my life is in that poster. And, it is a smashing good project.

I like to see the results of my efforts. Not just having the knowledge that I did something, but physical proof that I worked hard on something that I love. That is one of the reason why I like writing, and why I was able to finish my novel-- in which I invested an initial 20 weeks of my life (one chapter each week), and many many more after that for editing. I can look back on hundreds of pages and literally see where all the time went.

So, you see, time can be caught. With the advent of written language, humans were able to document that invisible force!

Humans snuff it as quickly as candles, and they need to leave their mud behind. Non-washable. All-stick. I'll be smearing mud around soon enough-- all in good time!

Jeez, and all this spurned from buying a daily planner at Wal-mart. Not even kidding.

T-minus 3 days!