stuff in pockets

I haven’t posted in a while. It happens when it happens, I’m afraid! I’m still working on the Big One — always — but not always strictly sequentially, nor every day. Toddler, you know.

In the meantime, have these 600-plus words of character sketch. These excerpts (will probably, in some form) belong to the Big One, and they concern a character who will be introduced properly at some point soon, but we’ve fast-forwarded through a lot of intermediate scenes. I hope the reading is pleasant even without its context.

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some alien fauna and (lack of) flora

Once, when we were camping, a bear stole our lunch and ate it behind a bush while I (holding my baby at the picnic table a mere thirty feet away) gradually deduced its presence from the rustly nom-nom sounds. Fortunately it was a lazy bear without much motivation for anything beyond an easy couple of pastrami sandwiches, because if it had wanted to ambush and maul me, it could easily have done so. I proceeded to relocate with the baby (calmly! rationally!) to the interior of the parked car while my husband and then the camp hosts basically charged the bear and told it to “GET” and “GWON!”. It listened to them and toddled off.

It was the only time I’ve met a bear and it was pretty tame (both the meeting and the bear), but it pointed out to me 1) how pathetically outmatched I am, even just inside my own mind, against even a very unmotivated bear because 2) bears are both uncannily smart AND huge and I’m afraid of them, and yet 3) anybody who knows what he or she is doing can, without any trouble, tell that bear what-for (I guess, as long as it’s a fat campground bear, but let’s generalize because this is fiction, huh?). 😛

… anyway, bears. Impressive, uncanny and scary, which is what I’m sort of going for with these “beasts”. Also gorillas, though I’ve never met one of those outside of a zoo.

Here follows the bit of Big-Project-Rough-Draft from last post, repeated and followed with the bit that comes after. I hope the paragraphs of exposition do not kill momentum at this point in the story – if you’ve been following the previous few posts I’d love to hear your opinion on that.

Bolded words indicate words yet to be replaced with more linguistically-justified ones (I’m working on a conlang, because I’m not a huge enough nerd yet).

a bit < 2K words following.

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in which we interrupt the mounting action

… to bring you some expository descriptions.

Still not sure whether it sacrifices valuable momentum to put such stuff here (like, we’re heading out with a gun to find a UFO or whatever but first we have to talk about my dad some more) …. or whether this is an appropriate place, once the action is underway, to fill in a couple paragraphs’ worth of scenery.

I dunno. This section isn’t even close to being finished and I will no doubt have more time to reread and analyze it later, but right now my son has finished his nap and is waiting patiently for me to feed him his cornbread.

< 600 words following. Not too much at once this time!

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