So, not that anyone will see this or care, right now I have several projects that I am working on. The purpose of this blog originally was to follow the startup of a business I have been working on. I have made as much progress on my own as I can, regarding the technical aspects, and so have found a “pathfinder” to help bring together the technical team. Meanwhile, I have a little more time to do the parts I know how to do, and to learn about the specific ways I may ultimately market, more of the financials, research, policies and procedures, etc.
And, (so fun) I suddenly have a little more wiggle room for down time, reflection, and writing. That means I get to start writing a story, just for fun. It doesn’t matter if anything comes of the writing, because I am enjoying the process.
I am writing the story from two perspectives. That of a young woman running away from her past and of a child growing up in the mid seventies and 80’s, reaching adulthood in the 90’s. The woman leaves home with her 2 children in tow and a secret she doesn’t want to share. She leaves in the midst of Hurricane Agnes, during the early ’70’s, and subsequently creates her own hurricane. She meets someone, ends up quickly pregnant, and they create a life together. Early in their marriage, they maneuver through the turbulence of Wall Street during a crash in 1973-74 which changes their relationship, as well as changing how they navigate their own life journeys. Meanwhile, the child’s perspective tells the story of what was learned growing up, albeit accidentally taught, and how his trajectory was altered due to secrets. Then tells about an economic crash stemming from automation, and how life changes with a new understanding of what is important.
So, my downtime gets to include all of my favorite subjects. Love and life, how we manage both romantic and non romantic relationships, parenting, the stock market, business, and how the political landscape impacts society…and vice versa.
It’s the politics part that is super duper incredibly annoying to me, even just in my own writing. I mean, by this point in history, aren’t we supposed to be at a better place? Aren’t we supposed to be all artsy fartsy? Haven’t we learned the lessons of history well enough to understand what fighting does? Especially fighting amongst ourselves. Weren’t we supposed to go from fighting to science to poetry? I thought John Q. Adams made great points.
The science of government it is my duty to study, more than all other sciences; the arts of legislation and administration and negotiation ought to take the place of, indeed exclude, in a manner, all other arts. I must study politics and war, that our sons may have liberty to study mathematics and philosophy. Our sons ought to study mathematics and philosophy, geography, natural history and naval architecture, navigation, commerce and agriculture in order to give their children a right to study painting, poetry, music, architecture, statuary, tapestry and porcelain.”
― John Adams, Letters of John Adams, Addressed to His Wife