Whooo Yah....Monday for a Fun Day
- dreamwriterariaros
- 2 days ago
- 9 min read
Work and fun is a balance and so let's see how my scales are doing?
Task One Selected
Snuggle Bunny & Pumpkin Britches FAN PAGE:
Before the week even started, I did the fan page for Snuggle Bunny and Pumpkin Britches and threw in a smackdown job of editing for Book Two. I'm putting them in LIVE!
That is right, read a passage and then read the mass expansions of notes. HA HA HA. I touch things, I make them better. I hit research points I may or may not add dialog in a dream download as the stories will change.
I have it all mapped out for the second half. See it expand. There is a nice old smack of them.
Eager beaver, but you were only to make a fan page....well I always do More ha ha ha.
Task Two: More Time Means We Hit a Big Task
Sunday came around and I did the research for the NEWEST PROJECT:
The Animal Celebration Page of Sir Chewy Inspired...
The Dimming Lights, The Fading Lights, and the Extinguished Souls — Animal Extinction Project
We are on a quest to document all animals endangered, facing extinction, or even extinct with whatever is out there.
Extinct animals, why add them? They can't be saved. They are a voice we have lost, and every now and again a single spark is found, a pair, a pocket, a group, something, anything, and if we don't have the advice on what worked and didn't work to help that species, we will lose them again to ignorance and possibly worse, indifference. We must capture every single one of them.
But even taking ownership of who all was lost—that is meaningful.
We created the blog post on our discoveries and put that in the blog post. We contacted organizations about the project with an announcement that we are calling for volunteers and research. Next week I will send information to someone working directly with them. More research is required to know how to write the letters. Letters to these wonderful helpers need to be personal and not a form letter.
Eager beaver, but you were only to do the research....well I always do more ha ha ha. I wrote a blog post, created a form, sent out letters to news why...
The souls needing this mission are fading lights, and every voice lost diminishes all of us.
Every animal that is extinct needs to be remembered in case there is even one found later.
And even if never found, their voices mattered, their existence mattered, and we must understand what happened. So we can do better by every species on earth.
So we might not lose another dodo bird and Toughie.
But Aria what about the plants....
That will be added in the next couple of weeks as they are also losing homes and every plant has a purpose and can be a possible cure of things effecting us.
Rabbs' Fringe Limbed Tree Frog
Ecnomiohyla rabborum
Status: Extinct. September 26, 2016.
Picture Above: By Brian Gratwicke from DC, USA - Ecnomiohyla rabborum (Rabb's Fringe-limbed Treefrog) Uploaded by Tomer T, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=18339583
We mean to find out about all the ones we can. If you know of an animal extinguished, contact us. They were part of us and we need to remember them.
Task Three: Rewrite of Imaginary Friend
Warning this book is about cults. I am writing it for the YA & GYA category carefully.
Why them? The group of people who are must vulnerable to cults:
Are those in these years and thus the book must be done for these years.
Cults often seem like 'family' or religion and are often dangerous to more than just current members of the 'Clan'.
Great news!!! The file that was no longer working due to Scrivener breaking during an update was found and that resolved the rewriting the entire thing.
Claude told me on a review it was ready for publication but I am giving it a read. Scrivener when it imports only includes a break if it sits in a chapter folder. And when doing bones I don't really put in enough chapters.
So we are adding them and giving it a once more check — just in case my reviewer is silly. As it should have said WHERE ARE THE CHAPTERS? And when a publisher gets ahold of it I expect to have a few more edits and that is great.
I want to be able to afford humans after AI fixes the dyslexic moments. I am getting back to work on my birthday so hopefully I can start saving money. Be lovely saving. Always seems I hit $200.00 and something goes wrong that I absolutely needed that $200.00 for. HA HA HA.
Living like a college student is the nature of my life. College kids if you're doing ramen add a pack of frozen veggies or a can and an egg. Carton of eggs $5.00 when high for a dozen. Bulk ramen el cheapo $0.20 to $1.00 a bag, veggies $1.00 to $3.00 depending where you're scoring frozen or can.
Daily ration: between falling slightly under $5.00 to $15 typically. I know that $5.00 can be vastly expensive and I am not joking. But try your best to hit the $5.00 and hopefully your stomach won't be in AS terrible of shape. Still going to be a mess but at least it's more balanced.
So now Rewriting is Reviewing
Reviewing is a major project
But the eager beaver is going to HIT it after some play time and kick it out hopefully to:
Seeking Publishing. (Not this week, hope to but unlikely.
Task Four
Sunday wasn't over but I didn't have time to do all of three...
We created all the images for the first baby book I am putting out there in the Hello My Baby Series. It won't be incredibly long but it is that journey from that moment of "They told me you're pregnant" to the point they are going to school. That special journey. Words inspire the art. Art inspires the words.
Task Five
Lord Sinjin's Science Book Pages Still in the works. We completed chemistry and that is great.
Attempting Task.... Nine (Maybe)
So after creating a few posts we are going to have a FUN DAY (mostly).
I am going to do some streaming of a few games. One of my characters is going to be Hilary — yep I am playing a character of my volunteer. Hilary and I go so far back it's nuts but hey I can't remember the exact moment we looked directly at the other.
But man we look, sound, talk, and act alike. We are so alike those face softwares can't tell us apart. On top our families call us the other one's name half the time at least. Lord Sinjin calls me Hilary at times but in fairness I call him Marc or Marcus. HA HA HA. We are both characters that way.
Hey though we go way back me and Hilary. And we have adapted to throw down some phrases. It is Hilary Speech. She was the one who figured out how we think and why it affects our speech. We are rather ramblers and FREE FLOWING SPEAKERS and process through things faster than our mouths. We FORGET to tell you everything and even FORGET things it decides are nonessential.
I must write down a name to know it most all the time. In a conversation we know tons of details ABOUT a person but NAMES go away like it thinks that is nonessential and a name is a powerful thing. It is sort of that distinction between being just a human and being us. So every time I meet someone I must ask it. Might have to ask it dozens of times not because I don't want to retain it but it is EXTREMELY rare it sticks.
This condition is SO BAD I have FORGOTTEN MY NAME. Imagine you forget your name. I introduce myself to myself every single day in a mirror. But Hilary is sure it is all the moving we have done.
Think you are 48 and have moved over 40 times? Yep I have moved that often, and so you get to a new school or area.
Everyone there knows each other but you aren't sticking long and you know it. It was a forever struggle retaining names and I'd sit down and write a person's name over and over again until I filled three pages worth and I would have that ONE name.
And you only have so much time. Each day I do another. And the next time I'd get to church and greet the ones I accomplished. But SOMEONE else would be offended I asked theirs again and not get that I am doing everything I can to know them all and retain them in the order in which we greeted each other. Not some random selection, just the order as I'd be repeating in thought the list of those I could. I am a kid.
Think of a tray of two hundred objects in front of your eyes all unique. You get told all the names once with less than ten seconds between. Now list ALL of them. List some of them. How many do you get?
So instead I learned no one's for a time as then it's a bad memory and not a personal insult. People were by far less offended. But imagine it, preacher's kid, yet another church, everyone gets to meet the small family.
They can retain it but you meet 200 or better in ONE SETTING and folks expect you to KNOW THEIRS the moment they KNOW YOURS most all the time and if you recall one they hurt from it even if they sometimes try to understand there were a lot to greet.
I've been an empath since my tot years. I know it even if they aren't saying it. They hurt when I couldn't recall all of them. At five, kid in a playground scraps their knee and you check yours despite sitting and not falling. It doesn't tell you who or where the pain is from it's just someone is hurt. You scan and hunt and find that kid.
And for a bit I tried learning them all on the side to say it all to each of them later but by the time you got closer by overhearing one person call another their name and spent all the time writing it down and studying, you move and must start over.
And at twelve I stopped and my brain consciously started to delete the list of known ones I learned by still writing, for two reasons.
ONE it is exceedingly painful to move that much. Why? Because there is no permanence and though you try to keep up the connections the other side drops it nearly always.
I try and have a few from all the moves but I remember all ABOUT the people I moved from mostly. Some things are fading after seizures and I can retain about 200 people in my limited rolodex but I have proceeded to lose someone when learning a new one. It's like my brain decides that last person isn't communicating now, make space for the one before you.
No one had called me by my name in years and one day the name that fell off the list was mine. Imagine no one called you your name for years. So your brain decides it's not important.
I know the names are important so I write them down three pages worth to this day in private. Writing and writing making sure when we are close together it might stick in there for a while. But this can cost me MY NAME. Call me selfish but it is the one I want to keep the most. HA HA HA.
So I introduce myself to myself. I will need to ask you your name to not only keep it but to possibly add it back and it can be random. It is actually nicer when someone who knows me introduces themselves. I figure it is a form of autism and for those kids they often have a picture flip book with names. They cannot retain the name either.
But I call it forgetful dyslexia as I have to consciously remember where I put things too. Ah so fun. But get that is the jump — it rapidly processes things like subjects.
And that is why it might be Silly Hilly but it's Crazy Aria. Why? Because I wanted it.
Now who was I that moved a lot:
So many of us move a ton:
Am I a preacher's kid,
an army brat,
a gypsy,
or just someone whose parents have a job that moves them a lot,
Am I foster child jumping from family to family lost,
Someone else?
Hilary and I are so a like. Maybe I used Hilary's life or another one of my characters used to explain what Hilary Speak is? Why I want to know your name as many times as needed?
I need to know it every time as I know you Matter and I want to keep it in here. I want you on the list and I want my brain to start keeping it. As they matter...you matter...we all matter.
To this day I write and write names, introduce myself every day to myself, and ask for the name I want to learn.
My dreams are so vivid that when I wake I have a new understanding of people and maybe there is a reason because I write for the one who need to be remembered, because I know by losing at times my personal name just HOW VALUABLE IT IS TO HAVE SOMEONE SAY IT? And get for years and years, no one had said mine directly and it was lost.
SO WE MUST RECORD THE DIMMING, THE FADING, AND EXTINGUISHED LIGHTS..
But the eager beaver is making time to play....
(Lord Sinjin... but you didn't just play though Aria.)
I did say I was ha ha ha. Eager Beaver wants to work as I am a workaholic.
Aria play or keep working on task three and five to seven.
We will I guess be working as the Eager Beaver Wants to Work....
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