WELCOME!!!
Welcome to Every, All and Any who may drop in, pass by or other wise BE HERE to share and celebrate The Love of November.
This is one spot where I intend to share tips, chat, ideas, visioning and general WEIRD WILDNESS concerning the Love of November. That is:
When the World-of-Words legitimately takes us away to a place most of us would live in all the time if we only knew how. And thus:
ALL HAIL NaNoWriMo . . . National Novel Writing Month . . . . the catalyst behind the Love of November.
I am not only having a mad urge to share this experience . . . I am having a mad urge to make everything good and mad. Possibly this may be because this November, I am setting aside the serious, Shakespearean Trilogy that I've been working on for two years and I'm going to write something wild.
I AM FEELING ECSTATIC ! ! ! I know perfectly well that I am not going to continue to feel ecstatic all the way through November . . . in fact there are some real predictable feelings that come along during the month that have to do with discouraged, depressed, weepy, giving up . . . However! Out with them tonight! Tonight I am Ecstatic.
It is my contention that one just doesn't land at 'ecstatic' that often. At least I don't, not since I was sixteen and for all intents hormonally bipolar.
Therefore I feel the need to do something concrete and probably weird to celebrate.
Part of the reason I am ecstatic is that my friend Jena will be writing along side me this year. Jena is a great writer, but more importantly she is an inspirational wonder. In the last year, Jena has rallied healing forces that have helped me mend from three major surgeries where I lost half my insides, all my hair, broke my back, my arm, my knee and my own belief in my ability to live.
In her own incredible way, Jena just asked and a multitude of love and blessings poured forth. Under a magnificent shower of giving-light, I am healing more and more every day.
Now Jena has come to my playground and I want her to have a good time. This Blog as well as some other tricks are going to be for Jena. I want to invite anyone else who would like to, to travel with us on this Magnificent Month of Literary Abandon . . . to gallop along with us and share in the Incredible Insanity and Mighty Magical Mirth. The More the Merrier!
Part of this will be anchored at PLAY POD at the Gaia Community, because PLAY IS THE WAY and has much to do with Abandon. We may be double posting with the Diving Deeper Pod at Gaia as well, where my fabulous friend Sandra does her thing, and her thing is divine.
We will be traveling hither and yon, finding hidden treasure and delicious secrets. These will be very short jots . . . nothing long that would get in the way of writing. After all, writing is the whole point! Just little bits of cheers, tips, treasure hunts, thoughts, quotes, pictures, color . . . a moment to rest and refresh the mind and the eyes before going back to the words.
I have been too long in the shadows. I have been too long dragged down by heavy, serious thoughts and doings.
I AM REVOLTING (!) and I'M GOING ON A SPREE!
I am not the Pied Piper, he had serious business and I don't!
I am a Dream Dancing Dryad galloping with the NaNoWriMo hordes on a Spree of Literary Abandon, searching for Wild Wonderful Words. I’m taking a furlong of Felicity, Frivolity, Festivity, Froth and FUN; a junket of joy, tripping wantonly down the pathway to pleasure, the highway to happiness.
Right out front - I’m in pursuit of enchantment, enjoyment. PLAY! (It’s a four letter word!)
Come and DO IT! PLAY! PLAY! No one EVER said when it was time for them to cash in their chips . . . "wow, I wish I hadn't played around with words that one November. I wish I'd spent the month alone, scared about the economy, depressed over the weather, hating the encroaching darkness. Damn! I'm sorry I laughed and thought up incredible characters and gave them names and a story and let them live. Sure wish I hadn't done it with those other people who were having fun as well. I wish I'd never gotten to know them and shared that incredible experience. If only I'd spent November of 2008 in the same old way . . . in a mild panic about being run over by December 2008 . . . If only I hadn't had that fun . . ."
Those of you who know me and love me (?!?) . . . who know that I have been severely depressed for the last year to the point of being unable to function at times . . . you are welcome to whack me up the side of the head for that last paragraph. But only if you can catch me!
And, of course, I
AM FEELING ECSTATIC ! ! If you see me going by, I may be floating. You can grab my foot and try to pull me down to earth if you are tall enough. OR . . . Help yourself to the "For the Love of November" Conceptual Helium!!
Edwĭna Peterson Cross
~* EPC *~
Dream Dancing Dryad
~*DDD*~
