clues at the scene

clues at the scene

Sunday, July 5, 2015

The Writer in Summer

At left, the pennant for the family camp. All the cubs got to take one of these home.

No, I'm not a crafter. Thus, there is a distinct Moonrise Kingdom sort of effect in these pennants.

So, back on an even keel. June rapidly became consumed with Camp Cub set-up. I made a flag, pennants, made a campsite in the north meadow, fire pit, the works. Still managed two serious and productive sessions while the cubs were up and about.

The scorecard:

One bee sting.
A billion fireflies.
A whole bag of Stay-Puff Jumbo.
Most of the ice cream in the state.
One whole smoked piglet (my fishing buddy did the roasting ...we just consumed it).

My library became a bunk house. So did a lot of the rest of my house.

We had a little rain but nothing serious. Sleeping under the stars? Success. Venus and Jupiter? Another success.

All the while I'm developing a secondary character in a priest as a foil for my Sheriff protagonist. Since I kill a Methodist minister in this story, seem helpful to have the not-particularly religious foil.

So, off to the land of prose and imagination. after a little nap.

Oh, my flag.


Elizabeth Spann Craig said...

Wow, that sounds amazing! Especially the ice cream, the planets, and the lightning bugs.

Hope your story is going well.

jack welling said...

Swimmingly. Second pass and I moved a body to a creek.