Nasty Conjugation

Sixty-four pages. Over 14,000 words. Six scenes to go. Here is the third scene.

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There are curtains of bright, green corrugated ooze piled up above the surface of the pool. Rising from the center is the exposed tap root of an old live oak; there’s ooze hanging from it, too. Ten feet above there is a stream falling through the bottom of the tree.

The limestone has eroded away to make a tiny cave, like a sunken shrine.

You can hear it from about a half mile away, and beneath the oak there’s a continuous patter of gently falling water.

The base of the limestone is deep green and luminous, giving way to dry white shadows in the cave ceiling. The ooze creeping up the root glows and flashes as little orbs of water accumulate and drop into the forest pond. Some ferns and creepers have begun the climb up the back of the cave.

Almost twenty feet above the surface of the pool the body of the tree juts out of the forest like the keel of a ship, and the creek winds slowly away into the woods.

I hiked ten miles with the one I love today, saw a deer, two copperheads, and an unreasonable number of spiders. Soon we’re having campfire chili. All in all things are looking good.

Edit: I added a fence!

Today I made a diorama! It’s an assignment for my playwriting class - to visually represent the thesis of my play. Here it is! It was lots of fun to make. More on the play…in the future!

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Grad school, year two! It’s amazing how different things are when I look back at this time last year. Wives! Fellowships! Muscles! Whiskey! Video games! Bicycles!

Well, maybe some things are the same.

Let’s get reacquainted. Here’s a picture I drew at the DJ meeting today.

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Old enemies arrive like new friends.