Open the floodgates wide

[brightrosefox]

I have finally, finally managed to visualize how the rest of the book will go and I have never been more relieved. I created an entire history, mythology, and reality in an hour or two, in my head--and I realized that the best way to hold onto it till I got home from Dan's was to see it like a movie instead of a story. Watch the movie before writing the screenplay, so to speak. That way, I could see everything happening, and I could save the words, descriptions, and dialogue for later without getting freaked out over how I was going to remember what to write down. I have finally seen up to the second-to-last chapter, which is a big step. But I do have a rather annoying problem now: I need to squeeze in a few centuries' worth of history without narration. Adam, my love, was a huge huge wonderful help with all his ideas, suggestions, and corrections. So now, I need to explain how in this future world, there are no more religions -- there is only the Faith, since humans decided to become smart and realize that they were all praying to the same things anyway, just in different forms. And how that happened--how the universe got so fed up with "religion wars" that humanity got slapped hard, decimated to two-thirds of its population, and out of that soul-scouring, the human brain developed the chemical that would allow all humans to be, at the very least, empaths. Sort of the spiritual psychic opposite of the movie Equilibrium. I figure that it wouldn't be a big deal; most people would simply have psychic sense, minor telekinesis; that no one would be able to blow up a continent or control world leaders. But every so often, a tiny handful would be born the strongest and the best--Avatars, chosen hosts to all the mythologies and legends that had evolved through time in all forms all over the world, embodied by Phoenix, Dragon, Unicorn, and Turtle. Guardians of reality and the veil between worlds. Born from the Prime, the original primal force that no one comprehends, not even with the Faith. The forces chosen to maintain the balance between the ultimate Light and Dark forces: represented by the Phoenix and the Shadow. One for creation, the other for destruction, yet each not without flaw. It's not so much about the Phoenix overcoming or defeating the Shadow; it's about balance restored. Because like all balanced forces, the pendulum undoubtedly swings toward one extreme, only to be pulled back to the other. But when things go out of balance and the swing can't be controlled, it's time to step in. This is not the first time it's happened, but I am gonna make sure it's the last.

Whew! Anyway...
Had much fun at Undeaded. Saw the Watson for a few hours, gave him a large print of the Thanksgiving photo of us four, and we all hung around being content, and then he left with Danny for company (since Danny hadn't visited Beca in a year I think) back to New York with a U-Haul. Watson moved the rest of his stuff out so he can officially be in NY with his Angel. *waves to Beca* He starts classes at the prestigious tech school on Monday! And they're going to let him work and play with computer security stuff, which he loves. *beams with pride*
So, I spent most of the weekend chatting contentedly in the soothing presence of Andrew Watson--James' younger brother--and Masha, who is now his girlfriend and who is becoming a fast friend of mine. I think Andrew and Masha make a very cute couple. I was cheered by the conversations and by the way the two interacted sweetly. I enjoyed seeing Misha and Ben and Andre, and listening to music with Andrew, who plays a mean Pink Floyd on his guitar.
But of course, my highlight was brainstorming with my love about my brainchild, my book. He fascinates me with his on-the-spot creativity, as I must fascinate him with mine. I just love harmony. Not just balance or compliment. Harmony. What a beautiful word.

Oh, and another high point: Andrew asked me to work healing energy touch on a sore muscle in his back, so he could experience all the psychic sense stuff for himself. When I touched his shoulder and started lightly massaging, I sent direct hits of white, then green, because I sensed it was his favorite color, and it was. I added some yellow and a dash of red. Andrew said that the spot felt warmer and the energy rush was stronger when I hit it with red. He was also stunned to discover that he could feel me working on the spot not with my hands, but with colorful energy. We both "saw" that the direct sore spot had a steel-gray color. Instead of trying to push it out, I tried to gently ease it away. Andrew said it felt totally different than the high-level Reiki massages Danny used. He said it was very gentle and soothing but also powerful and burst of warmth and...rippling. All I know is that I started getting overheated and power was coursing through me. When I stopped and he turned to face me, he told me I was sweating hard; my hair was plastered to my forehead and I looked like I'd run a mile uphill. That's how I felt. I'd never done something like that before. We were both very impressed. I like the boy. He's good for awesome discussions. I have decided that the moment you start missing parties and social interactions more than you miss curling up with a book and a Stevie Nicks CD, you may have officially taken the first step toward Not Being Shy Anymore.
Um, go me?

Comments

[ronin-lethe.livejournal.com]

arrrrrgh i wrote a reply but then realized that i didn't want to talk about some of it in public (not bad; just personal), so i'll call you tonight ok?

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

Okay! Try and call before six; a friend is coming over and we may go out.

[ronin-lethe.livejournal.com]

argh. stuck at work until at least 8.
i'll just ring you tomorrow. nothing pressing, i just miss you mostly!

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

Awwww! Is cool, then. I miss you too, very very very much.