Saturday, April 8, 2023
Credibility by J. S. Marlo
Monday, May 2, 2022
Spring Has Sprung
Or so they say. You couldn't prove it by Ohioans. We've had the craziest weather. Up and down, up and down, snow, rain, and sunshine. Typical weather for April, with promises of warm weather to come.
It seems like Mother Nature likes to tease us. She'll give us temps and sunshine in the 70s for a few days, then drop us back down to the 30s. Last week we had two days in the 80s, absolutely beautiful weather. Even the 40s and 50s feel cold after those days. Dropping us into the 30s was just downright cruel.
Fortunately, Ohioans are resilient and we roll with the flow, for the most part. That doesn't mean we don't complain. Ha, far from it. And in a couple of months, we're going to complain it's too hot. Seems like we're not happy unless we complain.
All in all, we haven't had that bad of a winter, at least not to my memory (which isn't what it used to be). A few bitterly cold days in January - to be expected, and not that much snow. Okay, we had two good snowstorms of six inches or more, and they came one right after the other. But that was about it for snow, at least shovable snow. To me, that's a pretty mild winter.
Anytime I'm not afraid to drive is good for me. I'm not a big fan of driving, don't like driving in the rain, hate driving in the snow or ice and driving at night in either or is the pitts. Nope, I don't like to drive. Now, don't get me wrong, there are days I'm fine with it. Sunny warm days with no traffic like early Sunday morning on the way to church, or after morning rush hour on the way to Bible Study. Not crazy about driving at night at all, so these longer days work great for me. Wintertime, I won't drive at night, the headlights on other cars are horrible, especially those new headlights. I discovered a long time ago, if you wear sunglasses while driving at night, it does help. But I still don't like it.
So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it. Spring has sprung and in few weeks, we'll really feel the benefits of it, at least we will if it doesn't become summer before we've had a chance to enjoy spring, which also happens a lot in Ohio. Not that I'd live any place else. Nope, I'm Ohio born, and in Ohio I shall die. Hmmm, that almost makes me sound a little like Aunt Beatrice Lulu. If you'd like to know more about her check out the Family Affair Series at BWL Publishing
Oh, and by the way, Aunt Beatrice Lulu remains in hiding, as do my other characters. I do have a couple of ideas for the story, but the ending still eludes me, without that I can't fill in the middle. If anyone has any ideas let me know.either by email or in the comments below. If I use your idea, I'll mention you as a character in my book (with your permission, of course). (email address is: rodow62 at yahoo dot com.
The work in progress started out with Beatrice Lulu's sister, Ethel telling the story, Well which didn't sit too well with ABLL (that's what I call her when I talk about her). No one was going to take over her story. So, she took over and then she shut down. Probably paying me back for trying to let Ethel be the main character. I have a few ideas for things that go wrong for her because we all know everything goes wrong for ABLL, she's always getting into trouble. Nothing big of course, because that's where my problem comes in, she won't tell me what her next big adventure is and how she gets out of it.
Saturday, April 2, 2022
April Showers Bring May Flowers
or so they say. I'm not so sure about that. After many balmy temperatures in March, April started out cold with snow flurries. I can't say I'm thrilled with it, I'm pretty sure everyone is ready for spring, especially after so many 70 degree days in March.
Mother Nature played an April Fools Joke on us, I guess. According to the weather report, average temps this time of year are in the 50s. Needless to say, we're about 20 degrees below. But warmer days are coming. We can't stay cold forever, right?
I love spring. It's my favorite season. All the trees begin to sprout new leaves, flowers begin to pop up, and everything just smells fresh. New life, new beginning.
Who knows, maybe Aunt Beatrice Lulu will speak to me again. She's sure been awfully quiet lately. Not to mention the two other novels I've started and none of the characters are speaking to me.
Maybe I've just been too busy, but there have been many nights I lie awake, unable to sleep. That's when Aunt Beatrice Lulu used to talk to me the most in the middle of the night. I had to get out of bed because an idea would hit me and I learned a long time ago not to trust it to memory. I had to write it down right then and there. Sometimes it was a line or two of a conversation. Needless to say, once I got up and wrote it down, the story started to flow and I was often awake until four or five in the morning. Fortunately, I'm retired and I didn't have to get up for a job or anything. Hubby was on the road, so I didn't even have to worry about making dinner or anything. Not that I slept all day. Far from it. Sleep has always been a waste of time to me, still is, but necessary.
I'll let you know next month if my characters woke up and talked to me.
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Thursday, July 8, 2021
Weather Expressions by J. S. Marlo
I’m in Calgary visiting my son. It’s 38C (100F) outside and it’s not 3pm yet. It wouldn’t have mattered if I stayed home in Northern Alberta since the heat wave is pretty much cooking the entire province to a crisp.
I’m not a summer person and I don’t function well in the heat. I would pick -40C (-40F) over +40C (+104F) any day of the year. I stumbled onto that quote yesterday: “I better get my act together…I couldn’t take hell’s heat”. I’m not sure I want to get my act together, but I don’t doubt this Canadian girl would never survive hell’s heat LOLOL
Since I have a few hours to kill until I must take granddoggie for a quick walk, I decided to browse the Internet for weather expressions and their meanings. Here’s what I found...
- If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen
Meaning: If you can't cope with or handle the pressure in a given situation, you should remove yourself from that situation
- To turn the heat on someone
Meaning: To pressure someone
- In the heat of the moment
Meaning: At a moment when one is overly angry, excited, or eager, without pausing to consider the consequences
- A breath of fresh air
Meaning: A relief in the form of a person or a situation
- A ray of sunshine
Meaning: Someone or something that brings happiness
- To be on cloud nine
Meaning: To be very happy
- To have your head in the clouds
Meaning: To not know what is going on around you
- To chase rainbows
Meaning: To pursue unrealistic goals
- When it rains, it pours
Meaning: When one thing goes wrong, some other things will also go wrong
- To take a rain check
Meaning: To decline an invitation that you may accept another time
- To rain cats and dogs
Meaning: To rain heavily
- To spit in the wind
Meaning: To waste time on something futile
- To steal someone’s thunder
Meaning: To upstage someone
- To feel under the weather
Meaning: To feel unwell or ill
- To weather a storm
Meaning: To survive a dangerous or difficult time
- A storm in a teacup
Meaning: Unnecessary anger or worry about an unimportant or trivial matter
- To knock someone cold
Meaning: To strike someone so hard that they lose consciousness.
- Revenge is a dish best served cold
Meaning: Revenge that takes place far in the future, after the offending party has forgotten how they wronged someone, is much more satisfying.
- To be snowed under
Meaning: To be extremely busy with work or things to do
- A snowbird
Meaning: Someone who leaves their home to stay in a warmer climate during the winter months.
- In the dead of winter
Meaning:
The coldest, darkest part of winter
I like winter and I’m French Canadian, so my favorite weather is actually a French expression: Faire un froid de canard. It means “to be bitterly cold”, but it literally translates to “to be a duck’s cold”.
When it’s really, really cold, we say “Il fait un froid de canard” (“It’s duck’s cold”). Why? Because the best duck hunting days are in the winter, when hunters have to keep still for long periods in freezing cold weather in order to allow their prey to get close enough to be shot. Thus, that bitter cold that seeps into the bones is known as un froid de canard.
Side note: I didn’t know the origin of the saying until I looked it up ten minutes ago, but my father loved saying it.
My brain is fried and I have a doggie to take outside, so that will be all for today.
Stay
cool and stay safe! Happy reading!
JS
Saturday, June 19, 2021
Storm Chaser? Not Me? by Helen Henderson
Windmaster Legend by Helen Henderson |
For many years at every conference, lecture, and workshop I attended, the most often preached guidance was "Tell a good story." With "Write what you know," so close a second that it was just as often in first place as second.
While I have written tales based in the past and say I like to fly with dragons or hang with mages, I'm sorry to admit that in reality I don't. Research helps as does my imagination. But that isn't really knowing. So add "experienced" to part of the definition of knowing and it is easier to follow the rule.
One setting (or event) that both myself and my characters have experienced is a storm.
Blizzards from my childhood and later years provided the inspiration for the sandstorm that trapped a character in a cave in Windmaster Golem.
Winds howled outside the cave. Just beyond the entrance, columns of sand wheeled and pirouetted. Relliq watched the otherworldly dance. Anger mingled with dread. Desert storms were known to last for days. Some lasted season after season until the dunes swallowed up entire cities.
The characters in my current work in progress have to survive a different type of storm -- a tornado. When I started writing the scene my personal experience was primarily with blizzards, thunderstorms, and hurricanes. Superstorm Sandy was front and center in my memory as I didn't live that far from where she made landfall and had just finished archiving the photographs of its aftermath.
Although I now live in what is called the Dixie Tornado Alley, my experience with tornados was limited to local news coverage of the Christmas Eve tornado in Mississippi and our town warning sirens going off whenever the national weather service issues a tornado alert for our county. After the first alert and two hours of "wall to wall" non-stop reporting with the storms going farther south, not much thought was given them on later alerts. Then came Mother Day 2021.
The local news broke into regular programming with details of a tornado
sighted in our town and the warning to immediately go to our safe room.
My husband got out a map and started tracking the tornadoes path by the
roads announced. After I put my mother in an inside room, I alternated
between a sky watch and the news with its minute by minute radar
reports. Luckily the tornado didn't zig right towards my side of town and dissipated
before reaching an apartment complex and the three nearby schools.
Considering the weather events experienced in the world of Windmaster will I become a storm chaser in my real life? After the excitement of what could have been a close encounter with a tornado, my answer is an emphatic "No."
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Helen Henderson lives in western Tennessee with her husband. While she doesn’t have any pets in residence at the moment, she often visits a husky who has adopted her as one the pack.
Monday, August 31, 2020
Writing the Weather by Priscilla Brown
The weather may be the most widespread topic of conversation in areas where the weather is changeable. On a chilly wet day, we may exchange comments with strangers under umbrellas at the bus stop; or start a conversation about the heat as we drop onto a shared seat after jogging around the park.
One of my personal writing-related files contains sections in which I jot down words or phrases which interest me. I use the three hand-written pages of weather-associated words for ideas, to edit and re-write as necessary for the weather to fit or augment the plot and the characters, and to help me avoid cliches such as lashing rain, howling gale.
Those weather conditions in which we situate our people are usually there for a crucial reason: have them enjoy, or struggle against, to stop them from doing something, to put them in danger, to act as a source of tension between them, and ultimately to move the story along. Such circumstances create atmosphere, physical and/or emotional, affecting characters' moods, influencing the plot. For several of the weather episodes in my novels, I've needed to do considerable research, which for me is always an enjoyable task. I do some on line from weather and news reports, and from reading and viewing local information, and where possible from visiting the area.
During a trip some years ago to the Eastern Caribbean, I had no thought of setting a novel in a location entirely exotic for me; the contemporary romance Where the Heart Is emerged later. While I gave Cristina a dreamy Caribbean beach (plus a dreamy man) in gorgeous weather, I also involved her in a hurricane with a perilous wet and windy mountain rescue by motorbike. I didn't experience the extreme weather event I put her and the motorbike rider through, but I did gain background knowledge valuable for future use. And in this story, the sub-tropical climate contrasts with the temperate spring of her rural Australian home.
As I sign off on this post, the wind is still strong enough to blow a dog off a chain, and tonight will be a two or three dog night. Maybe these are Australian expressions? The number of dogs theoretically (perhaps practically!) to keep you warm in bed.
Hoping your weather is kind to you, Priscilla
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
I am SO over this summer...by Jamie Hill
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Saturday, March 14, 2015
Home again, home again, jiggety jig... by Sheila Claydon
Coldish, wet and windy is my first answer but then I pause and think. No! Blue skies greeted us when we arrived home and it hasn't rained that much either, just enough to keep everything fresh. Anyway we wouldn't have the nodding snowdrops and daffodils or the cheerful yellow primroses in the garden without it, nor the lake full of birds and the very welcome spring catkins on the trees. The cold isn't all that bad either, not with the right clothes and boots. Nor is the wind any worse than the one we experienced most days in Sydney, it's just a lot cooler.
So what is different? Well a brisk walk along the beach showed us how the winters winds have reshaped many of the sand hills, uprooted trees and carved new paths amongst the spiky maram grass that holds the dunes together. Whole swathes of the old Christmas trees that are used every year as barricades against the worst of the weather have been washed away by the high tides, leaving jagged stumps and broken branches behind them, while familiar logs and sheltered hollows have disappeared completely. Similar things happen every winter without doing much to attract our attention but after 5 months away we find ourselves looking at our familiar walks with new eyes.
We've looked at our local supermarket in the same way too and been very surprised. Where half a year ago the shelves were full of fresh meat, now the butchery has whole sections of pre-cooked joints and fancy cuts that only need twenty minutes or so in the cooker. The instant food aisle has expanded too with more ready meals than I knew existed. Although I'm not very interested in either of these phenomena I can appreciate that many people will benefit greatly from the time saved or, in the case of the older people who live in the community, a much easier cooking experience.
The people haven't changed though. Our neighbours are the same. There are the same number of dogs being walked on the field opposite our house. The garden has held together through the winter too, as have the fences, which has not always been the case in previous winters. True one friend has suffered a mild stroke but she has fully recovered, while another has come into some unexpected money which is lovely, but on the whole everyone is the same.
So if everything is much the same back home what are we missing about Australia? Well the warmth obviously, although not the searing heat we experienced at times which was a bit too much for us. We do miss going bare foot in the house though, and only needing our sandals outside. Our skin was better too. The constant heat meant that it was always slightly damp and hydrated whereas in England the winter winds and the central heating have already made it feel tight and dry.
We miss the family of course but our English family are doing their best to compensate. Ditto with friends. Having to spread ourselves between 2 continents is difficult, expensive, and when we have to say goodbye, heartrending. On the other hand it has broadened our experience of life immeasurably, given us new friends, and also made us appreciate our home more than we might have done if we'd never been away.
People who read my books say that it's like buying a ticket to romance because I use many of my travelling experiences in my stories. I'm sure I'll be doing it again when I've had time to think about all the things that have happened in the past 5 months, but in the meantime I have already set one of my books partially in Australia. In Cabin Fever the hero and heroine are working on a cruise ship as it sails from Auckland to Sydney. This book was the result of a previous trip to the other side of the world. Who knows what will result from this one.
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Thursday, December 4, 2014
Creativity by Katherine Pym
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