5 and a half years

 It's a long time. I haven't written here in a long time. I have lots of things stuck in my head, though. Not really sure how to get them out, I mean, is this the right way? I read back through the four posts on here and it doesn't even really sound like me.

     Who's voice is that? 

What echo is coming up from the past of 5 and a half years ago? 

Do I even like the sound it makes? 

Is it a siren's song that will pull me under?

Or is it the roll of thunder before a storm that breaks the dam?

Who reads blogs anymore anyway?

What to Write About

I know we (writers) all struggle with this from time to time...figuring out what to write about. How to write it...too many story ideas and not enough connections. I would like to have a writing presence online, but I can't seem to find time or the energy to put words to screen. I need to start practicing, though, because I'm going to attempt NaNoWriMo again this year. Cross your fingers!!

Scanner Code

My housemate and I decided to pull out the scanner last night because he saw a bunch of blue lights fly past him on his way to the store (I wanted some ice cream). I looked up the ten-codes for our state since I'm not fluent in coppertalk. We listened for a while to this traffic or that traffic, but nothing really interesting happened after a couple of people got arrested at the hardware store down the road from the original call that got us interested.

Looking at the ten-codes, though, one caught my eye. Whether it's because of everything that's in the news or just because it seems to rattle around in my head louder I'm not sure, but it's stuck. At least for the time being and I'm not quite sure what to do with it.

10-93 is the code for "riot". I'm not sure that the story with this is in the present, but more likely in the future. A near future, maybe. Maybe the beginning of a zombie apocolypse? The office calls in a 10--93, but it's not human?

I'm not sure if there's even anything there but a lot of research since I know nothing about how the police force works.

What phrases get stuck in your head that you scribble every where?

Wed in the Rain

It wasn't ironic it was beautiful. The sky let loose about fifteen minutes before the bride was supposed to walk down the aisle, but, truly, that only made things better. The upper floor of the barn had a gorgeous vaulted tin roof that sounded phenomenal in the storm.
How often do outdoor weddings get rained out? Isn't it, like, "a thing" to have rain on your wedding day (a free riiiiiiiide when you've already paid)? Why would you plan to have any part of your wedding outdoors in spring? Or summer? Or any season I guess! Unless you live somewhere that somehow only gets sprinkles not storms and only during the morning hours when it just causes rush hour traffic to be bad. There were smiles on everyone's faces and we all knew that the rain was a good thing, lucky or something...not ironic, that's for sure.

The Smell of Honeysuckle and Rain

There is a smell at the beginning of summer that would be part of what I smell in Amortentia. You know, the love potion from Harry Potter #6? The part where Hermione smells the potion and she says it smells to her like "freshly cut grass, new parchment, and...(in the movie) spearmint toothpaste." Anyway, I caught a wiff of it today, honeysuckle--sharp and sweet mixed with the rain, both gone and coming. There is a different smell if it's still going to rain. So, part one would be honeysuckle and rain. 
I want to start writing more. I have like fifteen different story parts jammed into my head and since I'm no longer bored during history class I can't seem to find the time to write them down. I am currently listening to book 4 of The Dark is Rising series and although there is a different reader it's very good. I have read and reread this series and it continues to make me cry, hope and love. Reading (or listening, rather) to good books always makes me want to write. I also watched HP5 and HP6 back to back the other night and while 5 is probably my least favorite movie it made me think. Rowling does something in those books that very few (maybe even no other) authors are able to do. It helps that her series is seven glorious books long but EVERY SINGLE THING that is necessary at the end is part of a previous story. The Put-Outer is used in the first few pages of the first book, the snitch is in book one too. I would say that the stories of Beedle the Bard are not in the beginning, but we see the things of power that are in the story of the three brothers, if we do not learn the story itself. Rowling does not pull a "oh, and I forgot to mention that he had been given this invisibility cloak seven years ago" at any point.
Part of what I worry about with writing down a story is that it will be read. How ridiculous is that? Of course, I want it to be read, but I don't want someone to read it and think that it's rubbish.
So, I want to start writing more. Anywhere and anytime. I want it to be like the smell of honeysuckle and rain: sharp, sweet, something new, dewy. A lot of this writing will be stream of consciousness writing and may make no sense to anyone but me. However, come November I want to be ready and willing to write 50k words. I want to stop putting off NaNoWriMo because there are some excellent prizes (help editing, publishing and so on) and one of the best prizes of all is that I would have at least one story out of my head.
If you want stories about my day, my home life, or work life this is not the place to come. Ask me (if not in person then over the phone) about those things. This is a place for stories: dragons, sleepwalkers, mountains, relationships, complicatedness...this is not a place for real life. I may not write on here for weeks (I give myself permission to forget so that when I remember and come back to it I don't feel like I have to start all over from scratch.), but I hope that I start writing on here more and more and get more words out of the way so that the stories can start to come out.
In order to not have a blank page every day I've given myself a stepping off point. Amortentia. I'm not usually a person to think much about LOVE per say as in flowers and frills, but smell is the sense of memory and memory is a good place to start stories. I find it fascinating that the potion smells different for everyone depending on what they love, and I'd have to think that it would change, too, depending on your life's circumstances.
Done for now.