In The Garden Living an RPG Life

Word count- 1854: I got basic structures typed up and set up pages for developing other structures like characters.  Didn’t start till after I took Richard home though.  Used the material from the stickies I put together last night to start.  Also, felt more confident after talking to Gretchen and getting her started.  Until then, I felt that I had to use everything I read.

I relaxed after that and knew I only had to use the information as a kind of boundary.  It’s there, like knowing the difference between action and reaction, as a whisper and not a shout.

I can just watch Avatar all day.  It has all the same attention to the needs of children growing up in our society as Harry Potter does. We all have Ang inside us, knowing we have something to do and not knowing how to make all the choices necessary. His quest is ours. His friends, we hope, are ours and his enemies, we hope also, have a weakness we might exploit.
For me, I hope that as I am willing to take on more of my own quest to heal the world, I make friends as courageous as his.

Days and days and more days off coming up.   Between that and the road trip planned for the Monterey Bay Aquarium, I feel that I am actually having a summer vacation.  When did that happen?  When did I feel I even deserved a vacation?  Well, maybe that is a bit extreme.  It’s not so much that I haven’t deserved something like what others call a vacation.  It’s more like I didn’t have the needed elements in place to make a vacation happen.

I have a comfortable car that runs.  I have enough money to go, enjoy, share, and return.  Whoopee!

I am still tired from yesterday.  The photos turned out well reassuring me that the investment was well worth it.  The aquarium function in the menu was stellar.  And the videos turned out as well as I had hoped.  The Navigator wasn’t as keen on using it to take photos as I had hoped.  In fact, he is not much keen on doing anything.

Perhaps that is what is so tiring today.  I’m frustrated.  I want to see him being more productive, or more precisely, more effective in his life.  He seems to be withdrawing, expecting more help from others.

I can’t watch the Olympics since I don’t get that station on my television.  I’ve considered getting cable again, though.  I figured that there are enough things in my financial life that I am not really using.  I can take that money and contribute it towards the cable bill.  The decision to get cable after all this time comes in part because I want to enrich the Navigator a little.  He has expressed interest in more scientific things without having anything specific he is interested in.  The trip to the aquarium was evidently a hit, because he’s been quizzing mom!

Today is the third of three days off.  I go to work tomorrow and then have another two days off.  Strange days.  I don’t know what to do with myself with so much free time.  I’m not going to plan much though.  I’m not actively planning anyway.  Today, I decided on impulse, to go to the Weatherstone today.   There wasn’t the crowd I would have usually seen, there.  Things have changed a lot since the change of ownership.  It’s not such a bad thing for me though.  I don’t seek engagement outside of myself so much.  Except in Second Life!

I got everything ready before I picked up my travel companion.  I had everything planned out nicely.  Finished up the paperwork I had to turn into the office, and turned it in.  I even took time to hang out on my own, looking at books on drawing, because I got off work unexpectedly and early.  Got gas and groceries, both as planned and picked up the Navigator.

I got home, found a good parking place and sighed with relief for having done so much so well.  Then, I forgot that I had a Meet up scheduled!  Fortunately, no one RSVPed.

Where did the writing go?   Yes, I know that this qualifies as writing.  It’s still just journal writing though and I want to build a creative writing portfolio.  Not only am I not doing any of that kind of writing, I am also not doing any in depth or focused writing on the forums or my blog.  What’s with that?

Oh.  Yeah.  I’ve been spending all my time on Second Life.  Writing there doesn’t count toward creative writing.  And why not?  Why am I not making art through words in Second Life?  I can use the note function for storytelling.

I’ve made another little picture in my journal.  I followed the same procedure as with the first one and I like those results also.  I’m using the grid pages of my fat, red journal.  It makes the scale less intimidating, of course.  It also gives me something to look forward to when I look back over the journal in the years to come.

The challenge now is twofold. First, I don’t want to get lost in my success and let it all go.  And second, I also don’t want to try to duplicate what I’ve already done.  This is enough.

I think I’ve made progress today.  I have actually put a thought into pictures.  I completed a thumbnail of an idea that just flitted through my head and wanted to land somewhere on the page.  So, I sketched a border and filled it up with marks that told the story of the thought.

When I put it that way, it seems so simple, so not threatening.  I didn’t worry about how it looked.  I just put pencil to page and made notes about what I wanted to say.  I put ink on top of the pencil and that was that.