This is a result of an early morning dream as I let my mind wander in search of a new book idea.
Feathers rustle softly in the corner of my room. The sound is subtle, intentional. He’s broken through more than the walls of my home; he’s defied the barriers dividing our kinds. He perches like a wraith in the safety of his shadows, waiting for me to wake, to stir at his presence. I don’t twitch.
On ebony nights, when woolen clouds swath the mountains and blank out the moon, the world turns invisible and senses heighten. My room smells of snow and wood fire, and his breath whispers. I’m his echo, and if I could see, my slow inhales and exhales would blow the ashes of old choices into the still air and shroud my bed in a coverlet of regrets.
My eyes search the shadows for an outline, a face, a reprieve. A phantom light glimmers on the black rachis and vanes of his wings. This fallen angel has traveled between worlds for me, only to find I’ve lost my wings along the way and can’t go home.
Wow. Simultaneously warm and chilling
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I was going to try turn this into a book, but ended up back-burnering it for later. Thanks so much for stopping by the read. 🙂 I’m glad you liked it.
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Would be intriguing. ..you never know 😉
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Diana, the beauty of your prose always impresses me, but this one leaves me breathless. I resonate deeply with the lost wings and inability to go home. Beautifully done. Mega hugs.
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Thanks so much for stopping by to read, Teagan. Glad you enjoyed the little piece of a dream. 🙂 Have a great week!
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Interesting stuff. I have a few dream stories, too, but so far they’ve only been fragments like this, nothing that turns into anything substantial. Maybe this will be one of the dream stories with staying power. 🙂
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I think in this case it’s partly timing that may pull this one along. With the tetralogy done, I’m ready for a new story idea. I’m working on an outline now but not committed yet. Thanks for stopping by and reading, Cathleen. Happy Writing!
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Thanks Diana for taking the time to post at the Senior Salon. I hope that you will develop this into a story. It would be mesmerizing.
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Thanks! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I’m toying with the idea and outlining a little, Bernadette. In no rush, though. Have a great day full of sunshine. 🙂
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Very beautifully crafted.
Will glad to have you at my site too
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ll definitely be over to visit. 🙂
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This is incredibly lovely, Diana.
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Thanks, Robbie. I’m glad you enjoyed it. We’ll see where it goes, if anywhere. I’m intrigued by it, for sure. 😀
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Hey Diana,
I adored this elegant, eloquent and figurative foray into the liminal space between realms. It is a rare gift indeed to be blessed with such ‘vision’. The imagery is excellent the pace perfect, and the tension you establish between snow and fire is superb: my mind turned readily to stories such as Frankenstein and the interplay of passion and purity, sweet innocence and yearning for grand adventure.
Have you really lost your wings Diana?
May I leave you a link to an article I read recently discussing the liminal and the imaginal. I found it fascinating and hope you will as well.
https://anelegantmystery.wordpress.com/2017/03/05/vision-from-the-under-other-world/
Thank you for a delightful read. Hoping all is well in all ways.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Thanks so much for the lovely comment and the link, Dewin. I’ll be over for a look! I’m uncertain where this piece will go, or how the story somewhere in here will change it, but the creative process is fun. Thanks again for the visit! Namaste. ❤
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Hey Diana,
My pleasure. A thoroughly enjoyed piece of excellent writing. I too am fascinated to know where your intriguing tale will go…your uncertainty simply adds an additional layer of mystery to what has already been revealed and has us all waiting breathless for more….
I trust the link proved of some use? There is much to be harnessed from this site.
Hoping, if you celebrate, your Easter Weekend will bring blessings and inspiration by way of Love and chocolate.
Namaste ❤
DN
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This is beautiful, Diana – some gorgeous imagery in your words. Will it go any further, do you think?
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I think his one might, Helen. The story has been lurking for a while and the dream sort of clinched it. I’m going to take my time letting it develop. We’ll see. Thanks for the visit. Happy Easter. 🙂
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Well, I look forward to reading more when you do. It’s funny how ideas stick around like that – it’s how I know they want to be written, if they won’t leave 🙂 Happy Easter to you too x
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Thanks so much for the reblog, Kate!
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Really nice!
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Thanks, Lynn. It’s fun to think about where this might go. Have a lovely weekend 🙂
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It really is! You have a great weekend too x
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[…] Fallen Angel […]
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Diana: “Oh my, I’m soooo ready for a clean break from writing after finishing this four-book serial. I’m going to relax, read, garden, spend some time with hubby and … wait, hold the phone, a new story is brewing.”
Jot. But please stick to your summer plan of refilling the tank, no matter how the sirens sing their song. 🙂
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I am going to take it easy, Erik. Usually, I’d have a rough outline done by now and I’d be working on character bios and world building, etc. I haven’t done any of that. I’m not going to stifle the muse, but I will be a tortoise this summer. Lots of rest, reading, outside time, and no deadlines! 🙂
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And ice cream.
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Well, maybe lots of fresh fruit!
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… on top of the ice cream.
(My best friend has said for a lifetime, “I bet the women on the Titanic wish they’d had the dessert.”) 😀
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I’m not much of a sweets eater, but I can eat a whole watermelon in one sitting! Ha!
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❤ the poetic flow in your prose, just beautiful. ❤
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Thank you, Sonyo. So glad you enjoyed the little piece. It was a very vivid dream. 🙂
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It sounds like it, those types of dreams are definitely ones to be cherished. ❤
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I don’t know that I’ve ever had a dream that was not vivid. It’s a blessing and a curse. I trust this one will prove to be a blessing.
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Thanks, Erik. I’ve been thinking about this idea for a while, so the dream seemed like a nod of approval. We’ll see!
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Gorgeous writing Diane, filled with ethereal images and wonderful metaphor! 🙂
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Thanks, Holly. So glad you liked it. It may go somewhere or not – an interesting dream either way!
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It is beautiful, I hope it goes somewhere!
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Definitely onto the right thing here
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Thanks, Candice. I’m letting it simmer to see what comes up. Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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My inspirational friend it is always a real pleasure xo
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Great, sometimes I also see some vivid dreams, most of I forgot. The way you describe it likes to see a movie. . .
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I forget most of them too, Bibhuti. Years ago, I kept a dream journal, but it was so hard to get up in the middle of the night and jot them down! Think of all the inspiration we are missing. 😀 Happy Writing!
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Before the days of iPhones, I kept a voice recorder by my bedside, in case I should have a sudden burst of songwriting or other inspiration in the night. Three times, I woke to found that the recording number had advanced and listened to myself singing songs I’d written but don’t remember having recorded or even imagined. Our minds are curious things.
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Isn’t that amazing! I had that with the dream journal. I’d wake up and read and feel like I was living a double life!
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Oh wow, I really loved this, the imagery was beautiful. xx
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Thanks, Nathalie. I remember so few of my dreams and sometimes I could kick myself for not writing them down in the middle of the night. This one was vivid, and I remembered the whole thing in the morning. Perhaps a longer story in here. We’ll see. 😀
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Beautiful. The fallen Angel. 😍
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Thank you for stopping by to read. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂 I’m not sure I’ll follow this farther, but I’m willing if the muse is. Have a lovely day.
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Just popped by to look at the image again. I saw the black wings and a man’s face. So cool! 🙂
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Aw. Thanks, Debbie. You didn’t need to do that 🙂 I probably shouldn’t have made it so dark to begin with. My husband and I were watching a movie a couple nights ago and it seemed like the whole thing was filmed at night without any lights. We kept looking at each other and saying, “What are they doing? I can’t see a thing!” Ha ha.
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You know Diana, funny you should mention. Do you know how many movies and TV shows I’ve seen where there are so many dark scenes that you can’t even see anyone in them? I often question myself out loud, what the heck? Surely the director or someone looks at footage, even during the editing and you’d think they notice. I find it very annoying. It happens a lot. 🙂
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I know! I think they probably view them in ideal conditions, unlike our living rooms, which are full of lights and glare! 🙂
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Must be, or they suck at their job, lol. 🙂
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Lol!
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🙂 🙂
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Yes, I’ve seen a few of those. 8 mm jumps to mind. And then there are others where, no matter how high you turn up the volume, you just can’t make out the mumbled, timid or otherwise unclear lines that are supposed to pass for “intimate,” I’m guessing.
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Those are them moments when I wonder if I need my hearing checked. Even worse is when they have an accent and mumble. Ha ha. Realism gone too far perhaps. 🙂
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So right!
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Diana, this had so much going on in just a small space! I like the idea of this spark which could ignite an entire book or series! Keep on going, may it grow and live. 🙂
I have had phrasing and words come to me before, usually in the middle of the night, not at all ready to awaken. So, I write using my finger to guide it along a perpendicular positioned edge. I once had a murder mystery pour out of me on lined notebook paper, almost all in one month. When it came to the end, my Mom squelched it, saying this has happened before on a television series. Hmmm.
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I’m glad you can relate, Robin. I’ve written notes in the dark too, hoping I can decipher them in the morning! Did you know that there are truly a very limited number of plots? Writers change details, characters, time frames, settings, nudge them here and there to make them unique, but still at the core they are archetypal stories. Do you still have your murder mystery? It would be fun to resurrect if you’re inclined! 😀
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I agree, Diana. How many times has Romeo and Juliet been told in different ways. But was Brokeback Mountain a worthless rehash, for instance? I think not. It takes immense creativity and daring to offer a time-worn plot in a new light.
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Avatar is the Pocahantus story. I read that there are only 36 plots, though some people have broken it down further. It’s all in the storytelling 😀
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Reminds me of a girl I liked in high school. I’d poured myself into the first song I’d ever written her. I recorded it on a cassette tape and gave it to her with a letter. She didn’t say anything for a few days, so I asked if she’d listened to it, to which she replied, “yeah. It kind of sounds like something I’ve heard on the radio.”
If everyone held back from what their mom’s or other well-meaning (or not) people offered by way of opinion, most noteworthy works would never see the light of day. Forge your own path, Robin.
(And to this day, having listened to an awful lot of music across a lifetime and with plenty of distance for objectivity, I’ve actually never heard another song that sounded like that one I wrote for the girl way back when.)
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I second everything you said. ❤
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Beautiful passage and wow, what a dream. I love the “coverlet of regrets”
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This sounds so amazing! Books coming out of dreams are always great, aren’t they.
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Thanks Cecilia. I’d love for this to turn into a book, and I’m letting it simmer to see it the muse is in agreement. 🙂 I’m so glad you liked it! Have a great day.
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I love this too, Diana. Will this be a supernatural novel?
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It’s still mulling, Lana. Probably. I have no idea. Ha ha. I’m going to take my time on this one and enjoy the summer. I think I missed the last four – a little too driven. 🙂
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I would say some much earned rest away from the keyboard is in order. You can jot down your notes in a notebook as they come to you and piece them together later. 😀
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Oh, I’ll probably do more than that. But no self-imposed deadlines. And I want to do some reading – not just a chapter a night before I pass out at 8:30. Ha ha.
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I know that chapter reading, ha ha. I can send you a few notebooks to piece together for me if you get bored, lol! I never do the deadline thing, it kills my creativity. Maybe I’ll get mine finished by my 80th birthday 😀
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It’s been a while since I read blogs. I love this post by D. Wallace Peach.
I’ve decided to combine my two blogs and transfer my writing blog here, as well, so watch for a site overhaul this year. I’ll still write on social justice topics, but I wanted to add a couple more ingredients for some freshness.
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Thanks so much for sharing my post, Juana. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Hopefully, it will turn into something larger. 🙂
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Ooh, that would be great! I would love to read that. This piece literally made me say “wow,” it was so good.
I’m glad I caught it.
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Wow! Just, wow!
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Thanks so much, Nicholas. I hope this one turns into something. 😀
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Wow, that’s a great bit, Diana. I could see this being the seed for a short story, or novella. Or, heck, go all out and do a whole novel. I always find it interesting when dreams have multiple layers as this one seems to. Enjoy the rest of your week 😀
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Thanks, Julie. I’m letting this one mull for a while. Who knows if or where it will go. Thanks for the visit and have a great day. Hope you’re enjoying your visitors 🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thanks so much for stopping by to read, Arlene. Glad you enjoyed my little morning dream. 🙂
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I love everything about it, besides the feathers. That’s too biblical to me, but I am agnostic, so my opinion might be irrelevant.
Follow the path, many will read it. Follow your instinct.
My friend and neighbor, who is battling stage IV pancreatic cancer, told me that she felt a dark presence in her bedroom right before she got diagnosed. She said she saw something dark standing at her bed.
I suppose we see what we fear or hope for?
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Thanks, Bridget. I don’t “feel” this character as bad, more lonely – a choice to “fall” to find the woman who has lost her wings, so perhaps an act of love. I’m so sorry for your friend’s illness and all the fear that comes with it. I wish her much love and light. ❤
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Thank you. It’s a hard thing to watch and an honor at the same time -if that makes any sense.
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It does make sense. It’s a personal and intimate part of our lives. ❤
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If it helps to know, Bridget, while some biblical beings are described as having wings, none mention feathers (well, other than actual birds). And none really look like what art depicts as “angels” (which really just means a messenger of any sort, supernatural or otherwise). There are some pretty odd looking critters within the pages, and most that fly have more than two wings (as many as sixteen, in fact, and with multiple faces as well).
Not that this changes your agnostic stand, but perhaps it will allow you not to cringe quite so badly at the feathers.
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I grew up in the Catholic church, spent 13 years in a boarding school with nuns in Europe. Paitings and famous art about angels include wings, that’s a must have for angels and for the believer.
As for the bible…don’t get me started. I love fairy tales
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It seems you two share some less than delightful memories of religious training. I’ll leave it at that, except to say I like who you’ve both become ❤
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I have fond memories of my time in boarding school and will always speak highly of my teachers -including nuns. Many of us students became either nonbelievers or are agnostic, like me. I wonder why 🙂
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I remember at least one of your posts about boarding school, Bridget. I think it was one of the first posts of yours that I read. You wouldn’t be who you are today without having been who you were then. 🙂
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I agree with you that most art does depict the feathered wings. In fact, curious story, along the way, church people I’ve known have at times “found angel feathers” while praying, allegedly as a token that God was there. And I’d always ask the same questions:
1. “Why are they so tiny?”
2. “Are you willing to have it tested by an ornithologist?”
3. “Are you open to the idea that there are feathers all over the place from down pillows, clothing, birds, etc. and that you just happened to be hyper-aware of them right now because of the book you just read about how people at that West Coast church are now finding feathers?”
Somehow, I was always labeled a heretic. But then again, so was Galileo. 😉
Boy, European boarding school or an Independent Fundamentalist Baptist school. How nice to have our own lives and choices now!
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So interesting that art has in some ways altered our understanding, at least visually, of the bible. A fascinating scholarly topic of which I know just about nothing. 🙂
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Wow, Diana. This is really intriguing, and I hope you consider continuing it. I’ve been fascinated with the dream world my whole life and it’s an enormous source of imagination. There’s a terrific story here waiting to be explored. 🙂
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I hope so, Steven. I had a spark months ago about a story about divided world and the ability/inability to cross over and irreversible choices…etc. Then this dream was so vivid. I am letting it float around 🙂 You are doing some amazing writing yourself!
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It sounds like it’s got great potential, something to really chew on. Vivid dreams like really open up an entirely different landscape/feeling that are so easy to lose in the day-to-day, but if they stick around, I think that means it’s something you should explore. And I hope you do. 🙂
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Powerful stuff!
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Thanks Alecia. Not sure where this will go, but its lurking 🙂
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Your writing tends to take me somewhere that leaves a sense of yearning. What is sadder than an angel who’s lost his wings and can’t go home?
I love the line “if I could see, my slow inhales and exhales would blow the ashes of old choices into the still air and shroud my bed in a coverlet of regrets”.
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Thanks so much for the lovely comment, Joanne. I feel that longing in both of them, but they’re somehow divided. I have no idea what the story is yet. Was she banished or did she leave on her own? Why? There are choices to be made, I think. It’s fun to contemplate. Happy Trails!
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I’m in awe of your active imagination. I’m looking forward to seeing what you do with this poor angel.
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That is thought-provoking. I’m going to have to think about it.
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Thanks, Jacqui. I have no idea if this will turn into a story, but it’s been brewing for awhile and then showed up in my sleep. Thanks for stopping by and reading!
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Cliff hanger! (y)
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Ha ha. I don’t know?!! I’ll have to see if I can wrestle a story out of these two. They have secrets. Thanks for reading and wondering right along with me!
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This is a reminder that I need to learn to think a little more lyrically on occasion — to dream a little rather than always taking such a methodical approach to storytelling. Our minds have wonderful treasures waiting to be unlocked, but those are accessed through metaphysical channels, not always intellectual ones.
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You have to be able to sleep in, Sean, to catch the best dream time. And write them down quick! If this becomes a story, the methodology will eventually take over, but it’s great to start with a sense of emotion and character, secrets to their story that I need to uncover. I’d like this to go somewhere. We’ll see. 🙂 Happy Writing and have a great week!
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A writer can have an incredible plot, interesting characters and the ability to describe in detail — and still have a work that falls flat for lack of soul, the poetry of prose that in itself moves the reader beyond what the imagery alone can achieve.
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I think if we have an incredible plot and interesting characters we’re doing pretty well, but I know what you mean about soul. I’d say that’s mostly a result of the author’s investment in the emotional depth of the characters and how well the author conveys mood. Plus other stuff. Ha ha.
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It’s precisely that “other stuff” that can’t be faked. And you’re no faker. 🙂
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😀 Thank you. I will continue to try to live up to the compliment!
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My mentor David Freeman once defined writing as “the artful application of exact technique to create something that transcends logic to become beauty.” Storytelling, like life, does have mystical aspect to it. We can deconstruct a narrative, just as we can dissect the body of an animal, and fully understand how the mechanics of it work, but there is an X-factor — a soul? — that animates the thing that can’t be intellectualized; it just needs to be felt.
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Lovely words from David and a perfect analogy, Sean. I thoroughly agree. 🙂
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Diana, your brain does not rest, even when sleeping 🙂 Dreams are incredible….
This already got me going, and I wanted to read more. Happy dreaming and Happy writing, looking forward to more 🙂
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I do a lot of writing in my sleep, Lynne. You’re right, it doesn’t turn off! Sometimes the scenes are so real and I’ll work on them over a few nights (while sleeping). Then wake up and feel disoriented that none of it is written down anywhere! Ha ha. Thanks for the visit and have a great week!
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I can see the angel in the photograph on my large monitor. I think you do have the seeds of a couple of characters and a storyline. I was very captivated and wanted to read more of the snippet!
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Thanks, Kathryn 🙂 I’m toying with ideas and this little scene showed up. Usually I have a story waiting in the wings, and it’s kind of fun have possibilities floating around a bit for a change. Thanks for visiting, my friend. Have a great week. 🙂
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Wow Diana. You have a wonderful muse who gifts you with such fantastic ideas. I’m already captivated, especially since I’m about all things angels. And PS, boo, the photo doesn’t show. ❤
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The photo is very dark. Too dark, I guess. One person said that when she clicked on it the angel becomes visible. I’ll have to try it. Thanks for the heads up. So glad you enjoyed the post, though!
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I certainly did. But sadly, it was all black, I didn’t see the angel. 🙂
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Bummer. I didn’t save it either after I made it. You’ll just have to imagine a handsome angel with black wings standing in the shadows. ❤
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Ok, well archangel Michael comes to mind. ❤
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Beautiful writing. Wow, dreaming about angels!
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Kind of fun and very vivid, but even while dreaming I’m in writing mode – capturing the images and emotions and crafting the sentences. Thanks for the lovely comment and enjoy your day!
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That is so interesting. My pleasure 😊
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Definitely an intriguing start to this. You should pursue this.
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Thanks, Russell. As I let the latest books go, the next one can’t help but lurk around in the shadows. I’m taking my time, but this has a shot! Happy Writing. 🙂
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Beautiful writing, D! 👍
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Thanks, Felicia. I’m not sure if it will go anywhere, but the ideas are percolating. Hope you have a wonderful day. 🙂
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This is brilliant Diana, poetry and prose weaved into each other and I love that Angel in your room; his symbolic presence is breathing subtle messages. Loved reading this little story, may be inspired from dream but is close to reality 🙂
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Thanks for the lovely comment, Balroop. I’ve been musing lately about the idea of angels, other realms, the nature of “the fall,” and whether that was an act of banishment or curiosity or both, depending. There may be a story in here. This was a cool dream. Have a great week and happy writing, my friend. 🙂
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I seem to recall that you have a degree in theology, Diana. So you may be aware that even the bible has many “falls” mentioned. One seems to involve a joint plot against God. One involves “the sons of God coupling with the daughters of men” (and, it would seem, resulting in the race of “giants” known as the nephilim from which Goliath is said to have hailed). And another involves something unmentioned that resulted in a group who were immediately “chained in the abyss.” So you’re on good ground to find story from your dream.
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My degree is in Pastoral Counseling, which is really different. It focused on listening, exploraton, and supporting clients in finding peace with their human life in light of the harsher aspects of their religious beliefs (any faith). I worked mostly with people who were dying or who had lost someone close.
My actual religious training and knowledge is just about nil. I’m going to have to do a bit of research, if only to gather more ideas. I like the idea of “falling” as a misnomer, and that the fallen angels actually chose to leave, because they wanted to experience “the other,” the poignant human ordeal of an imperfect and finite life. Perhaps to better understand the eternal life of spirit. (Or something like that.) ❤
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You have dreams like this ??? Wow, D. Somehow…I’m not surprised !!
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Ha ha. I do! I’ve been “writing” in my sleep/dream state lately. The trouble is, I usually forget them. I need to keep a flashlight, pen and paper by the bed. 🙂
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Yes, you surely do..this stuff is golden !
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All of my dreams are vivid. And while they may make stellar stories, the scary ones are either so terrifying that I don’t know if I’d be able to live them over and over enough to get them into written form.
Some from decades back still haunt me.
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Fortunately, I don’t have nightmares, other than “having to do a presentation and never having read the material,” etc. I can’t imagine how awful night terrors would be, and I can imagine that they might stick when they feel so real. 😦
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I suppose it’s just how my brain is wired. My good dreams are equally vivid and complex. In fact, across a lifetime, I’ve even had recurring (I would say regular) dreams about people and places, where I’ve picked up with them exactly where I left off. They know I live in this … life … and ask about it, and we catch up on what they’ve been up to. It’s all very real.
I even had a “best friend” named Devin who existed in dreams. We lived in a neighborhood that only changed as normal things happened like new people moving in, stores changing owners, etc. It was on a steep hill that led to the ocean.
Those dreams ended. Then decades later (somewhat recently), I wound up in that old neighborhood again. It had changed quite a bit. Some houses were gone, having been replaced by stores. And a few of the usual shops down by the beach were boarded up. I saw a man coming out of Devin’s house. It was his older brother Gavin (who was always in the dreams). He was 40-something. He met me halfway. I asked him about Devin, and he told me that Devin had not done so well since I “left” those many years ago. Then I saw Devin exit the house, looking very old, overweight and sad. But when he saw me, he lit up. I gave him a hug and told him I had tried and tried to get back for many years but couldn’t. He wasn’t angry, just sad. He understood.
I woke up sobbing. Fascinating … but also terrible stuff.
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Wow. Amazing, Erik. I’ve had recurring dreams and “continuing story” dreams, but nothing so incredible as that. Who’s to say those experiences aren’t real?
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This is so deep and very poetic. I always enjoy reading your blog cause I learn a lot and you’re always driving me to a different world because of your deep thoughts. This is really well written and I can truly feel what are you trying to convey. You’re always been the best writer Diana.
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Thanks so much for reading, Ariel. 🙂 I like letting my imagination roam and I’ve been writing in my sleep lately! I’m glad you liked it. Happy Travels.
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Captivating, Diana. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Thanks, Suzanne. This may not go anywhere, but it was intriguing as a dream, and I actually remembered it!! Have a great day, my friend. I hope you are well. ❤
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Thanks, Diana. I hope you and yours are well also. ❤ — Suzanne
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You’ve piqued my interest with this idea, Diana. I like the idea of fallen angels. I don’t know if you’d be interested, but there’s a book called From the Ashes of Angels that tries to find the origins of these angels, mostly taken from the Book of Enoch. It may give you some ideas on who’s who in the zoo. 🙂
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Thanks for the tip, Rob. I have zero religious training so a little background would be helpful if this tiny vignette goes further. Of course, as a fantasy writer, I’d have to put my own spin on it. 🙂 Ideas are percolating! Thanks for the visit! ❤
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Well, we won’t read it if you don’t put your own spin on it! ❤ (Btw, I almost typed spit instead of spin, which changes everything). 😉
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Ha ha. I almost always type “glob” instead of “blog”. My fingers just want to do it so bad.
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I love the description of this piece, the longing and loneliness. Its a story that sounds familiar and I cannot help think of my own Dark Fey, but I love how he’s waiting, regardless 😉 Just lovely, really. Not dark at all.
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It isn’t supposed to be dark, so thanks for that comment! I felt a sense of “suspension” as well as that loneliness and longing. Not sure where this is going yet, if anywhere. It’s nice to just let it float a while. Have a great week, Cynthia, and Happy Writing. 🙂
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I really enjoyed it. Appealing on a lot of levels for me. Would you allow me to reblog it on my Friday FeyDay?
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Absolutely! No need to ask. I’d be delighted. Thanks 😀
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Most Welcome 🙂 Thank You!
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The idea of people seeing a dark and ominous figure at the foot of their bed is well established. What I love about your short snippet here (and where it could go) is that it takes the usual assumptions and mood of that presence in an entirely new direction: as you say, one of longing and loneliness rather than malevolence or portent.
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I’m definitely not interested in horror and even the thought of a malevolent spirit at the end of the bed gives me the chills! Ugh. I’ll go with lonely longing any day. 🙂
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And that’s what will make your story unique, something people will find fresh and want to pick up (that is, if you wind up choosing to write it, of course).
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Beautifully written. 😊
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Thanks, Brigid. I like it when I can remember these in the morning. Most of the time they are GONE! Ha. Have a wonderful sunny week 🙂
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You too.😊
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It’s good, as is the picture.
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Thanks! I love playing with images to go along with the posts. This is a compilation of 5 pixabay images. Thanks for stopping by to read. Have a great week. 😀
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I had to blow it up to start with. I thought, ‘Why is there a black picture of nothing?’ And then as soon as you know what to look for it’s obvious. Very clever.
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Nice! How dark to go with it was tricky. I’m glad it worked. 🙂
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Looks like you are on to something good here.
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I have no idea, Bernadette, but I’m intrigued. I’m taking my time and letting things stew as the world starts waking up around here. Have a lovely week, my friend. 🙂
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So lovely, Diana. He is there for a reason! 🙂
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Thanks, Sebnem. I’ve been having lots of writing dreams lately. They’re so vivid and then they’re usually gone by morning. 🙂 Happy Writing.
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