The following is a sample from my first novel, “Share The Moon, Episode 1, Aina’s Dreams,” available directly from me through Amazon or in my own store! The previous chapter is here. Enjoy!
Chapter Thirty-Three: Aina’s Dreams
“I’m just going to grab some leftovers; don’t worry about meeee!” the smiling girl must have sung, but Fuzz could only hear it, head stuck in bowl and all, a little in the background. He need not respond, either, he thought, due to the uncertainty about who she was talking to, pretty sure he had achieved invisibility by then. Continue reading “Chapter Thirty-Three: Aina’s Dreams”
The following is a sample from my first novel. Hint: it’s about a cat named Fuzz and a girl name Aina!
Chapter Thirty-Two: Aina’s Dreams
“How many times will we have Beef Wellington today!” Aina kept the smile going as she rocked, up and … yes, feet on the floor … to deliver some food to Fuzz, for sure!
“Make it so!” would be what Aina said usually, doing her best “Picard” voice, and not bad for a girl, Fuzz thought … when the actual food delivery took place, and this moment, which was happening right now, is, for Fuzz, the most wonderful blend of technological imagery and stark, hunger satisfying, undeniable, reality. Continue reading “Chapter Thirty-Two: Aina’s Dreams”
… Six months after the cat’s disappearance … Aina scolded her now-easily-visible furry friend “There will be no more running off, chasing invisible mice!“ The girl’s best friend was unexpectedly returned, in a completely unexpected way, and for a totally unexpected reason! Fuzz had disappeared, and in his little cat mind had spent the whole time concerned about how to gracefully reappear!
In the morning, Esteban felt refreshed! He remembered the dream, and it felt annoying and distracting, and he was excited to go to the palace and make sure the extermination went well. When he got there, his men approached him, and one, not knowing he had hired an exterminator the day before, but knowing he loves when people give cats as gifts, had a lovely shiny black one for him, which made him happy. He rejected it, though, on the notion Continue reading “Share The Moon – Episode 2: Esteban Escobar – Chapter 2: The Mouse”
Great news! I’ve completed my second novel, the follow-up to “Share The Moon, Episode One, Aina’s Dreams.” This one, “Share The Moon, Episode Two, Esteban Escobar” introduces the second life of amazing talking cat Fuzz. Also returning is leading lady Aina, and you’ll meet one of the world’s most dangerous drug smugglers!
I’ll publish chapters until you’re finished! A great new adventure! Tell all your friends! Let’s go!
Bigness diminishes accuracy and need for accuracy.
Details get lost in space.
Our human concept of accuracy fades with size; in such a way that if someone told you cars were invented in the 1700’s, you’d tell them they were way off, by a hundred years … if they said the pyramids were built in 3000 BC, you could suggest they’re off by about 400 years, but it’s not too important; and if they said the Big Bang was 15 billion-years-ago, the adjustment might be oh, give or take, although it’s even less important, a billion.
Despite the uncertainty the third item actually happened, which is a pitfall of happening such a long time ago, even a strong supporter of its theory might not be terribly upset if everyone were off by a just, say, a few hundred thousand years; we’d still be “very close!” But when cars were invented? Don’t be an idiot!
If so, do we measure this relationship and ask questions about it, the same way we do about the relationship between time, in astronomical terms, and space, in mathematical ones?
Do we care about it?
Let’s put balance on the scientific chopping block!
If we’re looking for concepts that are clearly important but for which we have truly unsatisfying answers, balance is perfect.
But does it belong in the quantifiable study of everything? Is it … anything? Can we get a grip on it?
Imagine someone moving very slowly on a pair of skis or a motorcycle – they’d tell you there’s definitely a relationship between motion (in time) and balance; that balance becomes easier or more difficult with movement, and things that are simply impossible going slowly are relatively easy at even just a slightly faster speed. Interestingly, for both skier and motorcyclist, success at balance is not related at all to if you’re Continue reading “Motorcycles Quantized – Our Universe in Balance and Motion”
A surprise birthday party (then maybe a nap on the beach) is a great way to see what’s important to people, which might not be what’s most obvious, might get us thinking about why it’s important, and also shows how people inter-react (without conversing) with “no harm done.” We’ll see the Universe around us is not “container-able” in more ways than just size-wise.
Society, as a focus, balances based on invisible, unspoken agreements among all of us, which are based on those things historically not throwing us off balance; easy-to-agree-to things, mostly, but not always.
At the moment of “surprise!” the innocent birthday celebrant has to suddenly react, and in an appropriate way, no matter how he felt a moment before. So, appropriately, he smiles as if he is being treated like a king, all the time wondering how the stint was pulled off, and still standing beside the person who walked him into the rigged room, the person who deceived him the most.
But it’s all in good fun, and everyone has a grand time. The concept of a universally-assumed opinion is the very core of society. It’s what we do when we don’t ask permission first; almost everything. And it’s bilateral; an unsaid conversation; but it’s based on history, our knowledge of what’s been done before; we all know it, understand it and agree to the degree we’ll wager a sizable prank, time, money and even the risk it might go wrong.
Members of a species usually don’t cannibalize themselves; why don’t sharks eat each other? The question is fundamental.
It’s an example of things that are unchangeable, intrinsic to nature, that almost appear to be decisions, in such a way that they’re not scientific or mathematical but could be seen as unbreakable instincts among creatures, where survival of the species is the natural inclination, or the result of specific engineering, as in the case of millions of ants, but it’s all done by nature without human intervention, and a mostly marvelously complete and satisfying experience.
Nature, our world, our creatures, protect themselves and procreate naturally, and strength is filtered into the future naturally; if this is happening with all life, from ants to humans, shouldn’t it also be happening with the planet itself (and yes, despite us humans and our aerosol spray cans), and the Universe too? Shouldn’t the Universe have this same “personality,” revealed in nature to us as regeneration and promise for the future?
The tools nature uses are the important message. While we struggle with math just because the Universe is large, all around us creation uses a different platform, a distinct universal decision-making process based on a purpose, not on math, a process that’s dynamic and self-healing.
These kinds of tools (balance- not digitally-centered) are not generally used in science when the scale of study becomes astronomical or microscopic, but maybe they should be … or, at least, Continue reading “An Objection To Objectivity”
In Oregon red-eyed birds can walk, though it looks more like dancing, on water.
Mudskippers are fish that walk on land, dig holes in the mud and prefer to be on land; the fins have what look like elbows as it uses them like a dog does its front legs. It looks like a fish with front legs; it’s eerie.
A chameleon’s eyes move independently of each other. The Venus Fly Trap is a plant that lures, traps and consumes its prey, a fly, successfully with no brain at all.
While the bear is bumbling with salmon there are dolphins creating circles of mud in the water and catching fish in their mud circle traps; these most intelligent animals look like they’re having fun!
Monkeys use stone tools like hammers to crush nuts, after leaving the nuts out in the sun for a week to become easier to break.
God shows us evolution in the moth and tadpole, crawling from the sea and flying into the sky and readapting to a completely new body during a single lifetime. In the lion, bear and dolphin, He shows us how to hunt, faultless killing similar to play. In the dolphins he shows us what an intelligent creature would do if it lived exclusively in the water. The go-to bounty is seemingly endless small, fast fish; the big, smart dolphin’s goal, given choices, is to have fun!
The farther we go from the sea and become more like intelligent mammals, the more time we spend in our families, like the Orangutan, raising our young. We are surrounded by the modern and the primitive – the underlings of the food chain and the unchallenged champions, dinosaurs, dragons and humans … even … toads that eat tarantulas.
Netflix is crowded with documentaries, some very good ones. It’s a field day for Attenborough! Drones and underwater cameras, football field zoom lenses, fast frame rates and super slow motion are making the big living room screen feel like a new set of eyes!
Sir David Frederick Attenborough is an English broadcaster and naturalist. Among his numerous awards: The coveted 1974 Commander of the Order of the British Empire (CBE) (The Most Excellent Order of the British Empire is the order of chivalry of British constitutional monarchy, rewarding contributions to the arts and sciences, work with charitable and welfare organizations, and public service outside the Civil Service, just in case you didn’t already know).
He’s a narrater, a voice for documentaries; in England some call him a national hero, and he has many other titles. He’s an adventurer and nature lover. He knows a lot more about nature than I do.
One of Attenborough’s projects, “Nature’s Great Events” (2009), shows a bald eagle multiple times repeated, so you can see it, fishing from the sky. The bird, in the wink of an eye, focuses on a single fish, and swoops down and just plucks it right out of the water, in flight the whole time. Sea and sky merge with the unsuspecting fish suspended in the bird’s claws and flying through the air. The actual “pluck” is almost invisible in “regular” speed, but in slow motion, the eagle’s accuracy and grace Continue reading “The Attenborough Syndrome (or, Documentarians Gone Wild!)”