Well, actually, after I posted it, I thought about how great a Nightly Navel Gazin' Report the post just two below would have been ... I mean, all I would have had to do was end that with a line sayin' how I found a wild hair growin' out of my navel, and I could have quit for the day. I posted it and then the epiphany hit me -- epiphanies are like that. They just come when they come.
Just let me give you a little insight into the epiphany process. This epiphany saga begins this past Friday when I decide that the time line in my book is not making any sense, so I decide to add a day, which means at least one more chapter. Of course, the characters also spend the entire day confined in close quarters on the space vessel while in flight. The juices had dried up and I dearly needed an epiphany of some sort.
I began, of course, with watchin' Saturday mornin' cartoons. I got nothin' of an inspirin' nature, although I might still put that frisco gag in there if I can ever get the full 411 on that. [see somewhere below]. I decided to go rent a bunch of movies, and spent the entire day yesterday and most of this afternoon watchin' movies. An epiphany did or did not hit durin' one of those movies. The seed however was planted and it quickly blossomed into a beautiful epiphany. Of course, it blossomed at the wrong time: the last hour of the last day of the weekend. Such is the nature of epiphanies. They are seldom convenient.
For those few of ya'll that share a bit of interest in the development of this book, I have pasted the few pages that I have taken the greater part of the last 48 hours to create. It's rough. It will need some editin' to polish it. Creativity is a time consumin' process, as well.
The navel has been accosted by a wild hair and an ongoing battle has ensued. Too close to call at this juncture. End of report.
Brink-o-Link begins: "Truth or Dare. Alura. Which one of your parents are you most like?"
Alura responds, "I never knew anything about either of my parents. They died when I was just a baby."
Bzzzz. "Wrong! Do the dare, slap Hor/10".
"It's true!" Alura plead.
"It didn't answer the question!" Brink-o-Link says.
Don't argue with the judge. Do as he says. RJ chided her from his position somewhere in her head.
Alura turns slightly and slaps Hor/10 on his massive arm before he had readied himself.
"Owww!" was his response.
"Dik. Truth-or-Dare! What is the total amount of your net worth?"
Dik hrrrmphs! "I would never disclose that!"
Bzzz. "Pinch Hor/10!"
Hor/10 heard and readied himself for the pinch. Dik's claw was sharp and being pinched with it, even playfully, hurt, all the same.
"Owwwwww!" he cried.
Hor/10, how far did you go in school?
"I dropped out in Ninth grade. That was four years ago."
"I think you are lying, Hor/10. You are not that smart. Take off those sunglasses and let us see your eyes."
Hor/10 looks down at Alura. Alura nods her head. Hor/10 removes the sunglasses only momentarily, but not quickly enough so that all present saw that he had a bright pink pupil in either eye. Dik, of course, already knew such fact, as it had been the primary reason he had tipped Hor/10 with the sunglasses in the first place. He had, personally, found the orbs a bit difficult into which to look.
"Alura, Truth or Dare - Ladies' Choice: Either tell us how much you are worth financially or tell us how far you went in school."
"I never went to traditional school. I was home-schooled,."Alura replied.
Bzzz.
Alura quickly blurted, "I have over a million dollars in a safe in my cabin."
Bzzz. Bzzz. Kick Hor/10 in the shin twice.
"No!" Alura said.
"No!" Hor/10 cried.
Don't argue with the judges, RJ chided. Just do it!
Alura reluctantly taps Hor/10's left shin with the toe of her boot, twice.
Hor/10 flinches both times, and begins to cry, "I don't like this game."
"Me, either. RJ, you are in my head and you know I am telling the truth," Alura, says out loud for the benefit of all present.
Dik agrees as well. "I am a member of the Zartronian royal family. I cannot answer question of a personal nature or that may threaten the security of the Zartronian Empire. They are not just not proper subjects for discussion. Let's play something else."
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