Of an Equal Nature

10th Trial:  Not knowing personally the drama of a small town that is going through a change– In the next couple weeks, I plan to begin attending the town meetings here in Noda!

Weekly hours spent writing or in the pursuit of plot: 7 hours

Weekly Choice of Tea: Southern Mint, which we bought at the Biltmore house

Biggest Success:  Finished reading the novel Agnes Grey and typed up Chapter 2

Needless to say, a lot has been happening. I finally feel as though I am catching up and reconnecting with my novel since the European trip. It is bizarre to feel displaced from the storyline that one begins developing, as you would assume that the author and the story are in one mind. I imagine at some point that will happen, however as I typed up chapter two, I found that I had to make notes of things that I wrote about so as to not forget them down the road! Today I was calmed from the anxiety I felt of jumping back into my project from a few weeks break of it. It is almost like going through a maze at nighttime with a headlamp:  the upcoming bushes and turns in the pathway come into view as you near them. I truly, as I’ve said before, dislike this approach. I am finding it resourceful though. Even today I realized that the town I am in is going through a significant change soon, as the light rail is being developed to connect Noda to Charlotte’s city center. How exciting it is for me to be able to possibly witness the changing mentalities of an area with changing transportation! So my new homework for the upcoming weeks will be to attend town meetings (which sound so romantic anyways!) and see the true politics of an area like this.

I am also beginning a new book, Mansfield Park by Jane Austen. I have finished Anne Bronte’s novel Agnes Grey, which I am happy to say I now know her a little. One thing I loved after I read the ending, was that there was a letter by Charlotte Bronte about her sisters, that she had wrote after both passed away. She discussed their beginning as authoresses and how they used fake names to get published. This is what she wrote:

“Averse to personal publicity, we veiled our own names under those of Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell; the ambiguous choice being dictated by a sort of conscientious scruple at assuming Christian names positively masculine, while we did not like to declare ourselves women, because–without at that time suspecting that our mode of writing and thinking was not what is called ‘feminine’–we had a vague impression that authoresses are liable to be looked on with prejudice; we had noticed how critics sometimes use for the chastisement the weapon of personality, and for their reward, a flattery, which is not true praise.”

I love that Charlotte describes both ends of a critic–praise and disapproval–and how both should be ignorant of the author/authoress for true critique. Along the same lines of progressing passed gender prejudice, which is still suffered today though not nearly as severe as Bronte’s time, I am proud to say I witnessed this past week America overcoming a milestone in Gay/Lesbian prejudices. The supreme court made law that no state in North America can deny gay and lesbian couples the right to marriage. While there will still be a struggle and discrimination, I am proud to say that I’ve seen this day! And more so, that my Aunt has seen this day. As you can see by the picture supplied, I have a lovely girlfriend that if I so choose to marry one day,  that is a right that is no longer denied to both of us. I am seeing that we can all one day live within an equal nature, both in literature and in love.

Downton Abbey at Biltmore

3rd Trial: Feeling the back drag of accomplishing a milestone

Weekly hours spent writing or in the pursuit of plot: 4.5 hours

Weekly choice of Tea: Chamomile

Greatest Success:  Discovering the daily work life of lobster fishermen, and words like “shedder”, “stringer”, and “bait drums”!!

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Procrastination is one word that I want to make sure I don’t use too often. Last week was a huge success–I had laid the beginning chapter to rest, ready to start chapter two–which is ultimately a whole new world. I was feeling ahead of the game, and felt an inexcusable desire to relish in it. And so a week passed in that attitude, and little progress was made. As anyone who has been into the ocean, trying to swim into shore: there is always a wave that pushes you forward, and the ease of that moment is a luxury. You don’t have to kick and pull so hard. And then the back drag comes that is expected and unfailing, holding you back until the next wave comes. One chapter is nothing, and its back drag teaches me that accomplishing a milestone only means that you have to work harder for the next one, that it doesn’t get easier, and it shouldn’t. As each chapter will pass, so will the complexity of the story increase, surfacing the need to know more of the characters, and the need to illustrate the morals you wish to exhibit. This is hardly a time to take a break and relish in ill-defined successes!

And for my blog I selected gorgeous photos taken this weekend at the Biltmore House, a place where I placed pencil down and ran off to, where I saw the amazing story of Downton Abbey displayed. I found it incredible the ability of a show, through fashion alone, to display social change that came after World War I at an impressive rate. My taste for something more British was again satisfied seeing the romantic story displayed in front of me! At its winery I met an incredible woman from Germany, who has lived in the states for around 30 years now. She is a creative writer that whistled the same tune:  it is hard to find the time to write! How I can empathize with her! And what advice did I give her? Create a blog!