[stylist] fantasy prompt
Eve Sanchez
3rdeyeonly at gmail.com
Fri Apr 19 01:34:55 UTC 2013
Shaun, Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed. Donna, ;) What I never learned
was how to write. I never took any writing or poetry classes. I was a
visual artist (mostly painting and charcoal) and then finally got my degree
in social work. I have always written, but never learned how to do things
correctly; like punctuation and all the 'how to's'. I also never learned
about poetry; reading or writing, so I have a lot of catching up to do now.
Actually, if it wasn't for this computer, I would be totally illiterate
now. I don't know Braille very well either. I started learning it and loved
it, but due to conditions I had no control over, my education stopped. I
love learning how to write poetry and such and love that you guys share
your knowledge. Thank you all. Blessed Be. Eve
On Thu, Apr 18, 2013 at 11:54 AM, Donna Hill <penatwork at epix.net> wrote:
> Hi Eve,
> Block quote and block quote end are digital-age ways of signifying a
> quotation, especially a longer one. I don't think I would have needed it
> here, but it's habit. You'll see it online; I don't think it's considered
> proper for academic papers.
>
> What is it you never learned? I must have missed something, but I think you
> came to the list while I was away, so I missed your introduction. I never
> used a computer till 2005 but I had a literal and figurative "crash
> course" during the first couple of years. I taught myself Braille after
> college; I never got good at it, but it was a life-saver for the 20 years I
> lived alone before getting married and is still indispensable today,
> despite
> my carpal tunnel syndrome.
> Blessings,
> Donna
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of Eve Sanchez
> Sent: Wednesday, April 17, 2013 7:13 PM
> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> Subject: Re: [stylist] fantasy prompt
>
> Hmmm. Well, first off; Thank you for reading this piece. I am going to have
> to reread it more carefully to see why I did that and I truly appreciate
> your comments. Uh, what does 'block quote' mean? Remember, I never learned
> any of this stuff. ;) Eve
>
> On Wed, Apr 17, 2013 at 10:29 AM, Donna Hill <penatwork at epix.net> wrote:
>
> > Eve,
> > This is almost poetic in the way you use and repeat certain lines and
> > concepts. I like it, though I do have one problem in the following
> > paragraph Block quote Only she knew of all her adventures and only she
> > knew of what was to come.
> > She remembered, while looking upon the lunar reflection upon the
> > moving waters.
> > Block quote end
> >
> > It's the use of the word "upon" twice. I can't quite put a handle on
> > why it bothers me when you do the same thing with "only" and that
> > doesn't. I think part of it is that this sentence sounds incomplete,
> > almost gramatically wrong, and perhaps the second "upon" adds to that.
> > Perhaps, it's that I generally think of the verb "to remember" as more
> > suited to having an object, so I'm waiting for what exactly she
> > remembered instead of hearing it as more like "reflected."
> > Donna
> >
> > -----Original Message-----
> > From: stylist [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On Behalf Of Eve
> > Sanchez
> > Sent: Monday, April 15, 2013 11:46 PM
> > To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> > Subject: [stylist] fantasy prompt
> >
> > Alright, I'll bite. This is my cup after all. By the way, funny
> > thing; my
> > 3 year old grand daughter stole mbag tonight and was swinging it around
> the
> > house. Who needs expensive toys? Seriously, I am working on a series of
> > stories centered around the Fae thaine mythologies and legends from
> > around the world. For those that do not know, the Fae are better known
> > as the Faeries, the beings of another realm. Well, here is one of my
> > pieces and I will warn for those faint of heart, is descriptions of
> > her body. I do not find it sexual, but I have been told bers that it
> > is. So in other words; you might not want to read it if you are
> > worrieut the human anatomy. I was not going to share any of th, but
> > since Bridget brought it up...
> >
> > Raven
> >
> > Her breasts, as perfect as two peas with tiny nipples
> > pointing the way, sat above a slender waist that smoothly blended into
> > narrow hips of youthfulness, though she was immortal. Her derriere
> > though, was as prominent as her breasts, causing balance and harmony in
> her form.
> > Her skin was a black blue like the panting tongue of a dog from the
> > orient, yet it shone more than beautiful on her. There was nothing
> > coarse about her.
> > Even if one was to stroke her nether hair they would proclaim it as
> > soft and silky as the above ebony tresses and as glossy black as the
> > feathered wings folded across her back.
> >
> > She sat perched on the tiniest of branches of a great
> > Northern spruce, looking out upon the tides visible in the glow of the
> > moon.
> > She sat with one muscular leg folded under her and the other raised so
> > that she may rest her hand upon her knee. She watched as the water
> > swelled, crested, and rolled in as far as it dared to go, wetting sand
> > and stone alike. She watched as the water then receded leaving a trail
> > of bubbles, as trapped air from beneath the dampened sand was
> > released. She watched this knowing it was only possible because of her
> > thievery. She looked up at the stars and moon and smiled, her black eyes
> twinkling in their glow.
> >
> > This was the tween time, the time between night and
> > day. It was the time between dark and light. It was her time. Those
> > who remembered her, remembered her as the wise trickster bird. This
> > was fine with her though she was more than bird. She did her greatest
> > work in the form of a human boy child, but she was more than a human.
> > She was Fae, and this was her time. These were her people, her clan, and
> this was her Mother Earth.
> > She was Raven.
> >
> > All around the world, she was known by many names. She
> > was a trickster, a thief, a messenger, and deity, both Goddess and
> > God. She was Raven. She thought of the many stories told about her as
> > she traveled through the ages visiting and touching the children of
> > Mother Earth throughout its Northern regions, as she preferred, for
> > she only did as she wished and went where she desired. Only she knew
> > of all her adventures and only she knew of what was to come. She
> > remembered, while looking upon the lunar reflection upon the moving
> > waters.
> >
> > Long ago, it is told, she posed as the grandchild of
> > the Creator. He who held the moon and stars, the sun and daylight all
> > in baskets woven with intricate designs, had refused to let them
> > loose. He had protected them from all and kept them safely hidden from
> > molestation, but she knew that in her chosen form she would prevail.
> > Not even the Great Creator could deny his dearest grandson. And so,
> > after much trickery, it was done. They had been loosed for all the
> > world.
> >
> > The fishermen of the night knew no tides, yet they
> > caught their salmon. The hunters of the night knew no moonlight, yet
> > they killed their stag. The women of the night knew no sunshine, yet
> > they raised strong children. They knew no other way and yet were happy
> > and content. Raven, always greedy as we know, was not content. She
> > planned and prevailed. She filled the sky with light and gifted the Earth
> with warmth from the sun.
> > Should a thief feel remorse? Raven felt none.
> >
> > Though The People did not normally sanctify thievery
> > or deception, they honored Raven and do so still to this day. How
> > could there be anger towards someone giving such gifts? The People
> > looked to the moon and told of time's passage. They learned to read
> > the stories written within the stars. They appreciated the comfort and
> > life provided by the sun and lived fully in daylight. The People did not
> persecute Raven for her crimes.
> > No, they honored the wise bird and remember her gifts to this day.
> >
> > She stood, with the wane light of the tween time
> > silhouetting her diminutive form and looked to the moon and stars. She
> > felt no remorse. As her world was between spiritual and physical, this
> > was her time. As she was busiest between the old night and the day she
> > gifted, this was her time. As she thought of the creatures that
> > stirred in this tween time, neither dark nor light, she knew they were
> > hers and that she loved them. This was her time and she was content
> > with it as much as greedy Raven could ever be content with anything.
> >
> > With her memories of the past and ideas of what was to
> > come, she spread her wings and leapt from the bough, falling into the
> > still air, until the wind caught her up and held her suspended before
> > she took flight.
> > Turning in an arc, she circled a totem with her likeness, the likeness
> > of the trickster bird. She is remembered still. She flew counter to
> > the rotation of Mother Earth so as to stay ahead of the day. She flew
> > to stay within the tween time. This was her time, between what was
> > past and that to come, and she had no remorse for her crimes.
> >
> >
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