NaNo being NaNo and all, I am swept up in a jubilant spiral of research and reality, myth and magic, creativity and imagination. Today the subject once more is dragons. Not the stuff of legend…The Hobbit or King Arthur…but more a mixture of paleontology, zoology, and ancient myths. Plus a good healthy dose of ‘what if…’ and a splash of creativity.
Take this WYVERN by Michael Komark A much more realistic and plausible take on a dragon. After all, the other version requires it to have evolved from a six legged reptile…and I haven’t seen a lot of those.
Or how about this gorgeous, and different, take on a dragon’s head? (photo Damir Martin)
This one is a fun variation, somehow it seems as much insect as reptile, a combination I really like.
Anyway, the project has moved my story forward in the creation of my own drachen.
I love it when an idea…or a creature….comes together.
It has been a wild couple of weeks…so before we get to the best part of a Friday (fantasy of course) a quick update on all the goings on. Long story short: drove to Georgia, nabbed my best writer friend and her daughter, headed for New Orleans to meet up with another long-time writer friend and go to their writers’ group meeting. So much fun. Great people, great time.
Before we came home, we went to Pas Christian beach and it was wonderful to see the ocean there. So many memories shared.
Horrendous storms on the way back…think hour upon hour of torrential rains so heavy that cars were barely doing 25-30 on 70-75mph freeways. Nonetheless, we all got home safely, and that is what really matters.
Now, back in the Lowcountry, autumn pounced upon us and I am less than thrilled to bid my beloved summer farewell and accept autumn’s chilly embrace. This too shall pass.
Meanwhile, there are books to be written and decisions to be made. NaNoWriMo hovers on the horizon, beckoning writers with the hope of many MANY words to be gained.
What to write? I could, perhaps even should, try to finish up Truian’s story. 50K ought to do it. And yet there is the lure of getting a good jump on Aedin’s story, the sequel to Khyr’s book. And in the background Mathias and Ronyn are both begging to have their turn. Decisions. Decisions.
Today we took our 3 yr old “Disney Princess in training” to the park. An excellent plan for a warm, breezy Lowcountry October day. She ran, swang, turned the playhouses into her castles, and doctor clinic (she may be a princess…but she has plans for being a very helpful and busy princess), and of course…Moana’s outrigger, because she had lost Māui and as soon as we found his hook he’d be right back.
The simple joys of childlike wonder and imagination.
She went down to examine the pond…a green bit of marsh filled with the aquatic wonders of the south…fish, crawdads, turtles, and, of course, the occasional alligator. She was certain, as Moana AND a Princess, she ‘needed’ to go right up to the edge and order Māui out of there. Removal of princess from the pond resulted in the obligatory, very dramatic sobbing. When asked what she was crying about she looked up with wide eyes and explained: “I am heartbroken. YOU have…BROKEN…my heart.”
It was all I could do not to laugh. So serious. THIS is a Princess growing before our very eyes into a world class Drama Queen.
Ah childhood…wouldn’t miss these moments for the world.
Today started with an extra fun bonus… it was Walk Your Kids to School day. An effort to encourage our children (and a whole lot of parents from the looks of it) to get out of the car and get some fresh air and exercise.
We parked about a mile from the school and joined a group of other parents and kids headed for the elementary school. A few minutes in it was obvious I have raised a ‘real’ walker as he grew impatient with the casual strolling surrounding us. What is the point if you can’t stretch your legs and get some energy pumping? Got to admit, he had a point. After I dropped him at the school, I got to walk back alone…and minus the constraints of escorting the kids…I was off and power walking the way the kids and I have all their lives, even when they were in strollers. I cut across to avoid trampling those enjoying a more leisurely pace, got to enjoy the cool autumn air, see deer grazing in the cemetery, egrets wading the edge of the marsh, and celebrate the joy of just being alive.
Afterwards, it was off to my friend’s house for a bit more landscaping…and rolling her huge room size oriental rug and carrying it outside, where it was unrolled for a good cleaning prior to her parents’ arrival for a visit.
The rest of the day sped past in a flurry of menial but unavoidable errands but tonight is warm, peaceful and quiet. I finished it with a nice long walk under the full moon.
Life is good.
What seems like a lifetime ago I used to post Fantasy Friday pictures and prompts. Sometimes they were interesting snippets or interesting concepts which, with a weird and rampant imagination like mine can lead to very odd places at times. Others they were photos or pictures of artwork of interest.
I love to see where other peoples’ thoughts and creativity takes them. There is beauty and wonder in even the mundane.
Today is a Friday…and filled with wonders…and more than its share of the mundane as well. Somehow here, on this first Friday of this new month, it seemed like a great time to bring back a little fantasy fun. What do you think?