I was watching the clouds one rainy afternoon. And as they sailed swiftly across the sky in an ever-changing variety of shapes and squiggles I remembered a quote from Thomas Browne. In 1635 he wrote, “Nature is the art of God.” I thought, I believe it because right now, the entire sky looks like His own personal Etch a Sketch. I mean, first there was a hole in the clouds that morphed into a five-pointed star before it got sucked into a shrunken pinpoint that was suddenly the eye of an alligator that chased a hump-backed snake. Highly entertaining. Almost started singing, “I know an old lady who swallowed a fly . . .”
Can’t tell me that God doesn’t have a sense of humor. The alligator made me wonder briefly if animals ever marvel at God’s Etch a Sketch? After all, my two pooches are pretty smart and I do catch them scanning the sky every so often. Speaking of pooches, who cannot see God’s hand in all of creation: from the perfection of a playful puppy’s soft, furry paw to the swiftness of a hungry cat’s claw . . . to the flawless symmetry of a daisy or black-eyed Susan. Happenstance? Occurring by chance? I think not. After all, according to Genesis 1:24, “. . . and God said, let the earth bring forth every kind of animal — livestock, small animals, and wildlife. And so it was . . . and God said it was good.
Seen my books? “The SEED” a Novel of suspense that placed as a top ten finalist and was nominated to be put on a college required reading list. And the Johnny Vic historical adventure series (mixing treasure hunting, adventure and American history!). Go to http://www.annrichduncan.com.
So, on Friday I met with two college students who are working to convert my Johnny Vic’s BIG DIG action game into a digital computer game. They have great ideas!!! Exciting stuff. They want to organize an open house at their campus (Castleton State College) in the spring to show it off along with other games their group is working on. Neat, huh? The game was inspired by my Johnny Vic historical adventure series, and my John Victor (treasure hunter turned sleuth) novel entitled, The SEED. See them all, plus my Youtube video entitled SEED BABY, at http://www.annrichduncan.com.
I know. People are wondering about the contest. Actually it’ll be a drawing. I’m running at a snail’s pace these days. But, to be sure, there will be a pair of nuggets that “the real Johnny Vic” sent — “perfect for a pair of earrings,” he says. And a couple of coins. And more. The names of those who comment on the “Scotty Loves Alaska” posts will be added to a “ticket” and placed in the box for the drawing. Each comment renders you an entry! The holdup? Besides my snail-pace at writing about Scotty’s adventures, I’ve got some technical glitches with the photo ops. If you ever listen to Bob Bascom on Lakes Region Radio when he talks about me, you’ll hear that technical gadgits and I . . . well . . . we just don’t seem to get along. If you stumbled on this blog and are wondering who I am . . . I’m the author of The SEED, a novel of suspense that was nominated to be placed on the required reading list for incoming Freshmen at Green Mountain College; and the YA Johnny Vic adventures. Find them at www.annrichduncan.com.
So, I’m trying to come up with an interesting series of posts. As I squint my eyes and scrunch my brow, I take a bite of apple pie. Gee whizz, I think, I need something that should relate to my books. Maybe the Johnny Vic series? Or should it be John Victor’s adventures. After all “The SEED” was nominated by a professor to be a required reading choice for Green Mountain College freshmen. I take another bite of apple pie and I’m reminded that Horace Greeley loved apples. And Johnny Vic ate an unusual meal with Horace G, including a pudding that wasn’t really a pudding at all (as we know it to be). And he ate a wonderful meal with the Pilgrims at the very first Thanksgiving celebration. So, maybe I should write about the food favorites of famous people of history? What do you think? In the meantime, feast your eyes on this:
Nature’s tableau at the House of Angels
I couldn’t resist this shot last fall.Knobby treesfalling leavesred, yellow, goldtrulyasight to behold!
There I was, wondering about the props I want to create for my upcoming Johnny Vic play, when Don says, “Hey, there’s this amazing garden I want to show you. It’s up this way.” I was willing to go, especially when I saw the lawn sale sign pointing the same way. Up we went on this curvy dirt road. Winding for a couple of miles, darkened by foliage. And then, bam! There’s this fantasy garden. An Alice in Wonderland paradise. It’s filled with a beautiful bounty of flowers and foliage and a bevy of colorful cement characters from the well known fantasy. There was Alice peering at the Three of Hearts. And the Cheshire Cat was grinning at the Rabbit. And there was the cranky Queen, and even an evil looking troll under a footbridge. The creator of this cool fantasy land told me how he created the statues. “A little chicken wire. Some styrofoam. A coating of cement. Lots of imagination.” Hmmmm. Suddenly my Knock-Knock Rocks, Talking Tree, and Rock of Ages are doable. And the lawn sale? It was right there at this fantasy land. I picked up a beautiful “wedding ring” quilt for four bucks. Cool, huh? To see my cool books, go to www.annrichduncan.com if you haven’t already been there!
So, I filled in for the boss at the radio station Saturday to do a live radio “remote” of the Memorial Day parade in Fair Haven, VT. Was doing a non-stop play-by-play description of the laying of the wreath. And boy! Did I sound emotional!! Trouble is, I was emotional for the wrong reason—I’m allergic to bees, you see, and I didn’t have an epi-pen with me, and well, seven bees decided to have a conference on my bare arm. Yikes! I’m quoting Isaiah, describing a local hero who is laying the wreath beneath the flag, and I’ve gotta simultaneously search my bag for benedryl–just in case–while doing the play by play. Way I see it now? God has a sense of humor. He just wanted to be sure I had the proper quivering voice during the broadcast. After all —I’m sure the men and women we have been honoring this weekend went thru more horror and fear than the bees could instill in me. And they chose to go through it. Soon as I thought about those sacrifices and thanked God for what our heroes must have endured, the bees chose to jump up and fly away. Speaking of heroes, there are lots of heroes in my books! The SEED, a novel of suspense about unethical biotechnology and GMO’s; and the Johnny Vic historical adventure series that includes stories about Horace Greeley, George Washington, Calvin Coolidge, Benedict Arnold, Governor Bradford, and more. Make it your choice to check them out! www.annrichduncan.com.
Was driving to work. Thinking about the next scene I’d be writing in my novel. It’s time for some action. In the distance there was a huge bank of clouds. They looked angry. You know . . . almost black, looking like they were trying to consume the entire sky. Could I work these clouds into the scene? Describe the thunder as the cloud’s angry voice? Nah. Too cheesy. A bright red cardinal darted across the road just inches from the hood of the car. Was he on a suicide mission? Was he, like the squirrels in that commercial, trying to make me crash? Was he startled into flight by a bad guy? Hmmmmm. Then, there’s a hitchhiker up ahead. By the time I remember him my brain is brimming with bad guys. Killers. Jagged knife blades and cold fiendish eyes. Talk about cheesy. Well, I guess I’m just tired. It is almost 2 am after all. Guess I’ll go to bed. Oh crap . . . . my brain won’t be concocting a great scene for my novel. It’ll be hard at work creating a nightmare. Perhaps I’ll find myself in the middle of a dark and stormy night . . .
I’ll let you know how it turns out. In the meantime, don’t miss my books! The Seed, a novel of suspense about unethical biotechnology that was nominated by a professor at Green Mountain College to be required reading. And the Johnny Vic historical adventure series that was endorsed by the head of the Teaching American History Program at Castleton State College. Find them at: www.annrichduncan.com.