Original image by POTO4D: messed about with by CP
Arise, Meander, son of wedded waters:
Of primal source, Titaness Tethys
And all-encircling stream, the chaotic Oceanus.
Arise Sir Knight, and spread far your name;
Arise in Phrygia, for from Phrygia you came.
And never a straight course did he deign
But endlessly wandered the Carian Plain
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
PPG building, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; photo by Giorgio Ferizia on Google Maps
Aspire to the sky, O cathedral of glass
Built by the broken backs of the mass
Acquisition of money-begotten
Aspirations of first-settlers forgotten
Ye clever creed of Krafted-Plate
Written for What Pegman Saw
According to Wikipedia, this magnificent cathedral of glass is the corporate HQ of Pittsburgh Plate Glass and co-HQ of Kraft-Heinz. In 2000, PPG agreed to buy Courtaulds Aerospace for 512.5 million dollars. Truly, they aspire to the sky.
Lords & Ladies: 23rd April 2019
And I’ll leave it to you to figure out why this lover of the dark-ways gathered to itself such a cryptic name.
Another month has slipped by and what have I done?
As far as the Asaric Tales (The Spinner’s Game) is concerned, not a great deal. Though I have been busy.
It has taken me the entire month of April to complete a copy- and line-edit for my critique partner and cover designer, Lauren Willmore. I had seen the first draft, but since then there have been amendments and improvements as it passed through various beta readers. And now … wow! I am in awe of her ability to weave intricate storylines and to handle multiple viewpoints. As to the concept behind her book … all I can say is, here is something to rival George J.J. Martin in scoop, and Robert Jordan in complexity. And this is only the first of a planned four books.
But, to return to The Spinner’s Game …
This went out to beta readers at the beginning of March, and most of those readers have now returned the completed questionnaires. However, two remain outstanding. Of these, one was a late-starter, and the other … will receive a nudge.
Meanwhile, I’ve been looking at the last book in the quint, at how to improve it. I’ve made notes. I’ve replotted. I’ve cut, pasted and deleted—and left huge gaps. And now I’m eager to plunge into the rewrite. I was hoping that would be ready for beta readers by July. Perhaps it will, though I’m thinking more the end of July rather than the beginning.
This might read like nothing has moved since my last report, but that’s not the case. The return of the betas’ questionnaires, and the prep-work for Book 5, have been vital to future progress.
The next e-book update will be … Sunday 9th June.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, the Romans used the River Tas to ship supplies to the regional town of Venta Icenorum. Once upon that long time ago the river was wider and deeper … as it doubtless remained through to medieval times when the earls of Norfolk & Suffolk, the Bigods, had their Norfolk seat upriver from Venta Icenorum, at the now sleepy village of Forncett St Peter.
This is the river Tas as it is today, at a ford just south of Forncett …
River Tas at the ford at Forncett St Peter: 17th April 2019
As Above, So Below … my take of the title Under Water
[For details of #2019picoftheweek challenge see MariaAntonia]
Crimson’s Creative Challenge 25
Rosie sitting by the brook
Feet in water, head in book,
Isn’t worried in the least
All-absorbed in a fictional feast
Doesn’t hear the stalking beast
Rosie too late turns to look
Comes the killer with a reaping-hook
CCC#25
Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
If you tag it #CCC others should be able to find it by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.
Red Admiral: 12 June 2017
I discarded riches, discarded clothes
Discarded flesh from off my bones
To take the step incomparable
To stand before you,
Vulnerable.
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt
An old tree grows in ancient Lod in Israel: from Google Maps
Different times
Different places
Different people
With different life-courses
So many ways to live a life
So many triggers to needless strife.
Written for What Pegman Saw
When the woods turn blue I know spring has settled in, and summer won’t be long.
Green Hills Woods, Costessey: 23rd April 2019
The English bluebell, mark of an ancient woodland: 23rd April 2019
The task is which photos to use. So many this year. And amongst the blue, shyly hiding, there is white.
Tiny, delicate, wood sorrel: 23rd April 2019
The wood anemone, most delicate of its family: 23rd April 2019
Photos all taken in Green Hills Woods at Costessey.
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