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Post by Dave on Feb 19, 2011 9:39:27 GMT -5
Yes, I remember reading about farmers electrocuted because of poor grounding. Water or wet conditions and electricity don't mix, but of course are necessary in many environments. And I remember a college friend's father who was pretty blase' about electricity in his barn. Maybe he was used to the old 32v systems form the 1930's, but 110 will kill you.
Well, Jesse wanted to be a lightning rod, maybe we could make him a ground rod!
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Post by Dave on Feb 19, 2011 11:01:50 GMT -5
To Guests:
Other than the Bots, we evidently have a number of guest readers here on the Forum besides myself and Keith. You're all welcome to comment and in fact I appreciate in particular comments and suggestions regarding MonkInTheCellar, or the Jesse Saga as I refer to it in my own mind.
In a few minutes I'm going to open this thread so that non members can comment. You don't have to register as a member to post, although you have to choose a name and type in the Captcha word.
My intention had been to make this process as interactive as possible, publishing the names (if they so desired) of those who contributed ideas or just helpful comments.
I've begun the process of turning the Blog story into a novel. The Blog is rather like a first draft that was written stream-of-consciousness style for the most part and that's why there are loose ends, dead end streets and writing quality of a so-so nature, including awkward phrases, lost antecedents and far too much duplicate word usage.
So far in the novel, I've done a few things that may be of interest, other than plain old editing and re-write. I've dropped the u in Turd's name and changed it to Terd with a different derivation. I've also changed Terd's history to simplify it. I'm thinking of spending more time on Sara. Jesse's story arc of depression will be made more clear and obvious. The Aither and Sally names for Jesses' guardian angel are confusing and I'm thinking of just going with Sally. But I like the idea of Jesse wanting to call someone by HIS choice of name. It's Jungian.
I'm sure many readers have noticed that I incorporated some of my older stories into Monk, and I did that for a few reasons, other than getting behind in the writing of the main sequence. I will cut some of them out in the novel, because they drag the reader off track and although I (of course) think they're wonderful diversions, most readers may not agree.
The brothers work prior to the fire has finally solidified in my mind and that will be better explained in the novel, where their name has changed to the Ardent Brothers of the Holy TEXTS.
They're essentially freelance research assistants who concentrate on the more mundane tasks of Biblical and sacred texts research. They're not paid, of course, but donations are made to Fermoy by universities and institutes that should have filtered down to Our Lady's in West Saugerties.
Also, I'm trying to bring the action up earlier in the story to hook the reader. There isn't much hook in the opening chapters. There is a lot of Jesse's head in the story, it's true, but frankly this is not an action story and if the reader isn't interested, it's not the book for him or her.
I considered reorganizing the story into larger chapters instead of the posts, but its seems like too much work and I'm worried that trying to achieve that form would overtake the spirit and tone of the diary like posts and sound artificial. However, I did put back together the stories I had split up when I borrowed them from my Windswept Journal. And since the novel is a book, I suppose there's no reason to play with the Internet Blog post idea, meaning that I could present the story as a written diary. I haven't decided on that.
And so it goes.
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Post by keith on Feb 21, 2011 11:37:53 GMT -5
Chapter CCXXXI
Scent-ual memories can be amazingly powerful. One evening in 1970 I was overwhelmed by the memory of my first girlfriend whom I had not seen nor spoken with in several years. The trigger, I realized was the briefest whiff of the hairspray she had used.
The somewhat unusual part of this incident was that I was in my bunk in an Army barracks and the smell of hairspray came from one of my fellow soldiers coming back from the shower room. I decided not to inquire.
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Post by Dave on Feb 21, 2011 12:05:41 GMT -5
Kinda like Don't Ask, Don't Smell.  I have always been aware of smell-induced memories. Even as I kid I recognized effect. |
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Post by keith on Feb 27, 2011 21:40:03 GMT -5
Sorry Dave,
I've been doing Grandpa duty for a few days and haven't kept up.
Anyway, I have this to offer:
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Post by Dave on Feb 27, 2011 23:13:26 GMT -5
Thanks, Keith! I added it to the post.
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Post by keith on Feb 28, 2011 6:39:17 GMT -5
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Post by keith on Feb 28, 2011 16:10:28 GMT -5
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Post by Dave on Feb 28, 2011 23:35:22 GMT -5
Hahahaha! A word to the wise ....
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Post by keith on Mar 7, 2011 14:50:55 GMT -5
The comments feature isn't working for me today. The Lego Le Miz video was delightfully daft. I'll have to go back and look at the other lego videos.
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Post by keith on Mar 7, 2011 14:56:01 GMT -5
By the way, for the most recent Google search I did for Mucky Run, Monk in the Cellar was the 2nd place hit.
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Post by Dave on Mar 7, 2011 15:32:33 GMT -5
I'll take a look the comments feature. I haven't changed anything on the board, except to add a search facility last night.
I'm not surprised Brother Jesse is the only person to mention Mucky Run on the Internet! It's a unique name and seldom discussed unless one lives in Frankfort or thereabouts. I wonder who was in first place? I'll google it to find out.
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Post by Dave on Mar 7, 2011 16:00:56 GMT -5
Keith, the comment facility seems to be working OK. I logged off and executed a test comment and it worked fine, without blogger knowing my identify, i.e., as a normal user. I've since removed the test comment.
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Post by keith on Mar 8, 2011 13:16:20 GMT -5
I went back later & it appeared normal. No idea what the problem was but I couldn't get to the comment screen yesterday.
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Post by keith on Mar 19, 2011 19:49:11 GMT -5
I wonder if the bull or the young lady would be more surprised?
Hot pants in a dairy barn, shades of Daisy Duke!
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