Thursday, October 14, 2004

Today and Yesterday

I never could get this to upload yesterday, so I'm going to post the character interview I did yesterday in workshop after this little tid-bit. Hope it works today.

I scheduled writing time from 3 - 4 today. I worked on my other novel that I'm slogging through for the MomWriters Novel Challenge. In 50 minutes of writing I manage 1419 words, and I got off to a very slow start. So I'm encouraged for November. I need another 300 words but in 10 minutes I should have been able to get that or more. I'm trying to come up with a schedule that takes into account that I'm usually snowed under Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, rebound on Wednesday, particularly after workshop, and have more free time Wednesday evening through Friday morning. I also think that whenever the boys are watching football, instead of trying to work on the house or what-not, I'm going to write. That should get me some good time on Saturdays and Sundays. After A's grad party.

Which reminds me, if I'm not around much the next couple of days, that's why. I want this to be special, and if it's going to be that, it's going to take time. So I will probably be writing offline so that I do that and only that, and then keep on with decorating and other party plans.

Here's the character interview from yesterday:

(removed since yesterday's posted after all)

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Character Interviews, Part 2

Good afternoon, Olivia.

Good afternoon.

I can tell from your accent that you're not from Oklahoma.

That's right. I'm from NY, as I'm sure you've heard by now.

Yes, I talked with Penny yesterday. Sounds like you have had your world pretty much turned upside down.

True.

What's helping you cope?

It's beautiful here. The sky is immense and the open space endless. To be honest, at the moment I feel like I'm on vacation or something, that I'll be going back home soon. I know I won't, but it's still too early yet for everything to sink in, I think. But it is easier to be here than at home where I'd expect to see them around every corner, you know?

I can understand that. How are things with your aunt and uncle?

Uncle Arthur is amazing. His appearance seems so gruff and he turns out to be the softest one of the bunch. Aunt Faye seems angry, but Penny says that's normal and it's just "determined." Penny--Penny's hard to figure out. And her brothers--well, Mom always said don't say anything if you can't say anything nice. Thankfully they don't live there.

So what helps you keep your balance with all the "new" around you?

Honey--definitely Honey. She's my Australian Silky Terrier. She also happens to be a point of contention.

How so?

Well, my Aunt Faye is a very practical person. She doesn't have much time for anything fancy or pretty--all it has to do is have a practical function. Honey's practical function is to warm my heart, and I don't think Aunt Faye understand that. She sees long fur and that doesn't mix with ticks and burrs. Dogs belong outside herding cattle, like Biscuit, their Australian cattle dog. Isn't that funny that their breeds both come from the same continent yet are so very different? What's even more hilarious is that they love each other. Biscuit's about 5 times the size of Honey but it doesn't matter to either of them.

That's pretty cool. So your Aunt is compromising about the dog?

Well, not willingly. Uncle Arthur understands though, and he has paved the way for me to have her with me as much as I can. And she spends a great deal of time with him and Biscuit when I'm here at school. So Aunt Faye just stabs her with a look if she happens to be in sight. We can live with that.

So is it really just the dog? Or is it something else?

Oh, it's more. Mom always said that she and Aunt Faye had had a falling out, but she never elaborated and I just assumed it had come and gone. She never spoke about it like it was a continuing thing. I think with Aunt Faye it's a continuing thing.

You have no idea what it's about?

No. I keep hoping I'll be able to ask Penny.

Why don't you?

Well, I don't know how much freedom I have with her yet. She seems so bent on pleasing her mother. I don't feel comfortable even talking about my parents yet.

*to be continued

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Cast of Characters

Some introductions are in order. Over the next few days I'll be doing interviews with the characters that I plan to spend a good part of November with. They say the best way to get a good interview is to start with good questions. Perhaps I should have put a little more thought into these, but we're winging it here. Isn't that what blogging is for? :)
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Hello, Penny. Thanks for meeting with me today.

Oh, you're welcome. I just need to be home on time, so I probably can't talk real long.

All right, we'll keep things moving then. What do you need to be home for?

It gets dark early now. There are animals to feed, and I have a ton of homework on top of that. I'm hoping to finish so I can have some down time before the day is over.

What do you do with your "down" time?

I usually read. I used to curl up in my reading chair and get lost in a book.

Used to?

Well, since my cousin moved in with us, my reading chair disappeared to make room for her to share my room with me.

That must be a large adjustment all the way around.

Yes. That was the one thing that was good about being the only girl in the family--I always had my own room. Not anymore.

The only girl? How many brothers do you have?

Four.

My goodness. And you're the youngest? How did you survive?

[Laughing] It wasn't easy. But then, it was easier in a way. Now that they're all married or away at college, I'm stuck with all the chores. It stacks up and Mother doesn't believe that girls should be pampered. She says it's good for me to be busy. It keeps me out of trouble that "idle, spoiled girls" get into, or so she says. Of course now I have Olivia to help.

Olivia is your cousin?

Yes. Her mother was my mother's sister. She and her husband were killed when their small private plane went down and so Olivia has come to live with us.

I'm sure she appreciates having you to turn to in such an awful time.

I don't know. It's confusing really. We never kept in touch as families. I'd never met her before she arrived on our doorstep. I never thought much about it--I mean families these days drift apart. At least ours does. My oldest brother has moved to Chicago and if we hear from him a few times a year, we're doing good. So it wasn't anything that my mom and her sister didn't keep close contact. But now I'm beginning to think there was more to it than simply losing touch. There's some bad blood, I think.

Really? How can you tell?

From the way Mom treats Olivia. It's like she expects her to be some kind of hoodlum, or at the very least completely self-centered. It seems she expects it so much that she can't see anything differently?

So you don't think she's self-centered?

No. She's very self-contained. She's confident, and sure of herself. But she is very kind and considerate to me. I think she'd have done fine on her own in New York, and I sometimes wonder how much she misses it.

Have you asked her?

No. I should I guess. I just hate to pry. In some ways she seems to be a private person.

Have you ever thought that she'd like to talk about it?

Not really. I mean I figure if she wanted to she would.

Well if there is in fact "bad blood" between your mother and hers, and Olivia knows about it, she may hesitate to talk about her parents and her old life unless she gets the okay from you.

Interesting thought. I'll have to consider that. Thanks. Look I really need to get going. Mother will absolutely kill me if I'm late. I'd be glad to talk again later, though. I've enjoyed this.

I have too.




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Ah, the circle of life... Housework has me swamped, my faith keeps me from drowning, and my boys--including the taller, older one--keep me laughing. Somewhere in there I have to write, read, teach and learn. Which then leaves me swamped with housework....

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