They don’t bear their soul, they trust no one. Malachi is a side character in Undercurrents in Time who is hired briefly to help Dr. Milt Braddock secure some of his scientific secrets by scoping out the competition. Why? Because Malachi is good at being sneaky and fitting it everywhere. He doesn’t bear his soul, what he bears is a made up fiction to fit any given situation. Malachi is also now the main character in my work in progress, tentatively titled, Malachi.
I’ve used Zodiac details to flesh characters in the past, such as Tabitha in Detours in Time and its sequel, Undercurrents. It really helps me get into the character and imagine them as a flesh and blood person. Malachi is an excellent actor and well, a good liar.
From https://www.yourtango.com/2016285888/fascinating-way-you-tell-lies-per-your-zodiac-sign WHo lies best? “Like Geminis, Aquarians are creative and witty storytellers. Their lies may be too good to be true, but they deliver it so flawlessly that people end up believing them.”
“If you have an Aquarian in your life, you know how goddamn independent they are. Supposedly, they need space to love you back – pfff. So if you let them have their personal freedom, you’ve won half the battle.” Malachi totally relies on himself but finds himself in a financial, emotional, and moral battle in his youth which has the possibility to create a turning point. Not to mention, when someone is so dishonest with the world (and perhaps, himself), relationships are either a struggle or non-existent.
Aquarians, in the above article, are termed “Too cool for school.” “To put it simply, they just have this je-ne-sais-quoi without even knowing they have it. Cool-kids like these come with a knack for starting and entertaining conversations with people of all kinds of walks of life. If I can give you a tip: Beware of the moment they switch from entertained to bored. It does happen quite suddenly if you’re a little too square for them.” Malachi has an excellent gift of gab. He wows all of his professors and puts on an excellent Hamlet. He wows everyone until the day of mid-term exams.
Weaknesses- “You shut down your emotions like you shut down your laptop, right?” Again, Malachi avoids his family because of the drama that surrounds them, and he has lied to most of them since childhood. He rarely shares his feelings with anyone. He’s a young man living in a new town, failing out of college because having deep discussions with your professor is not enough to pass, and struggling to find a new life plan that also provides food and shelter. He knows he must survive on his own, so indulging in his emotions is a luxury he can’t afford.
Another Aquarian weakness: “Idealistic because you think it’s the same as being realistic.” I wasn’t sure if that fits Malachi. Though people change in times of scraping to survive.
You’ll have fun reading about Malachi, and maybe you’ll be familiar with his struggle for identity as he finds himself in a world of deception. I even enjoyed remembering being in my young twenties, looking at myself through a new lens, trying not to judge myself and others as I was taught as a child. This book is not sci-fi per se, but Malachi is linked to many characters from my sci-fi series, Detours in Time. One example is Ellie, whose identity and place in the space–time continuum is slowly being revealed, even to me. Characters can tend to do that.
Overall, this book is devoted to the character Malachi, and the people he comes across, the development of ihis identity, and his struggle to discover just what kind of person he is.
There will be more behind-the-scenes hints in the next few months. This one is going to stew on the stove, as I slowly fit it in with many other goals I am seeking this year. Look for it in 2020!
Welcome to my #WeekendCoffeeShare hosted by Allison at Eclectic Ali! It’s Valentine’s Day week, and I am in love with life. As hectic, busy, and packed-full as my brain is, I am not miserable at all! It seems my hard work has been paying off, and I don’t mean paying for vacations or bills, but producing results, nonetheless.
My Facebook job of record is “In training at- Trying to be a Positive Influence on Others.” It’s true abd shall be true all my life. I make enough money to get by. I may get a bonus now and then to provide for a vacation, but what matters is if I am reaching the young hearts and minds of those in my classroom. What matters is that I am writing material as an author that pleases my heart and makes people think. Somehow, between the two, I want to make the world a better place. I’m still taking courses on how to teach and reach the highest achievers in school. It keeps me so busy, and I’m enjoying it immensely! I caught up on my course this week, working almost daily in the evening to get the assignments done. So I had time Saturday to a little writing with my current character, Malachi. I even had time to go to lunch with my son. Friday, I started putting those planned lessons and assignments to work. It was great fun!
Forgive me if nothing is in linear order here. I had a Eureka moment while teaching on Friday. I worked so hard this week at learning new strategies, sitting for hours at my laptop, working while eating, processing, planning, interpreting data. The payoff: A lesson on things I love, animal nature, poetry, and figurative language, as well as a poet I got to research in a Grad. School class. A student I never thought I was reaching said, “Ms. Canepa, you are the teachingest Reading teacher I’ve ever had.” Students had fun creating their own creative metaphors, and some sat in a group with me discussing their choice of alternate assignment because they passed a pre-test. They looked so genuinely interested in the assignment to find out the background of the authors and maybe even appreciative. It’s called differentiation, and it’s a lot of hard work. It doesn’t only exist for those who need help getting it, but for those on the other end as well.
Students seemed so excited Friday. Well, it was Friday and there was a dance, but they were really participating in our discussion. Next week, I’m going to play them a song called “Dog and Butterfly” by Heart, circa 1979. We’ll discuss how we can learn from animal nature. I felt my own enthusiasm radiating from me on Friday when I introduced our poems. It was great, since I’d felt bogged down by drudgery most of the week.
Somewhere in Alaska.
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I am also excited to be sharing some poetry by Mary TallMountain, a Native Alaskan poet I studied in a Graduate class at UNF. Some of my students will be digging into her background and where she’s from. They’ll be learning about a beauriful place that is mostly foreign to them. I studied her in a course on American Literature that exposed us to many authors that are not traditionally on a college course syllabus. I loved that class…
All in all, I am feeling great and will start another assignment for my course within the next hour. The coffee is kicking in! I learned a few things the past week: If you lvoe what you do, it rubs off on others. Hard work pays off. Never quit, but I already knew that, I just keep re-learning it. The other: if you are writing a novel in bits and pieces, taking weeks off at a time due to life responsibilities, do keep notes on what your side character’s last names are, and consult it often. Also, don’t leave your main character hanging on a limb for too long! Still, I feel much better for having given Malachi some attention yesterday. I am in the sweet spot for the time being. Thanks God for a clearing of the clouds! Even though the clouds may return, each time it seems I am learning more on how to see beyond the clouds.
I have a few author events coming up as well. They are online events, and I plan to share more about them as they get closer. Thank you for stopping by and sharing some coffee and a little bit of my recent joys with me. Have a great week!
One idea after the other has flooded into my head today and I am not able to act upon a single one in completion. Yet, that’s okay. My brain is working, and I’m thankful. I wrote an added chapter to my work in progress which
has opened doors and avenues for more ideas….
I met with friends who inspire me and nurture my brain, as we talk on one topic and then another which leads to even another. Then, we decide on a general time frame for our next meet, all of which enriches my soul.
It is comforting to know there are many more ideas waiting to come to life when this current goal comes to its fruition.
To my delight, my doctor’s visit today included discussion about Quentin Tarantino movies. Dark and disturbing, but nothing I’d walk out on. Darkness lives among us. We cannot run from it, but we can try to shine our light into its corners. I also tend to take a muscle relaxer when it creeps up on me like some of those Tarantino scenes…They creep up on you and blow up immediately. Case in point: The Hateful Eight.
There is awe-inspiring literature still to be discovered, and though I am in between books, I am once again teaching the wonderful novel by Walter Dean Myers, titled Bad Boy. At the heart of it is his struggle for identity, his longing to be a writer like Shelly or Byron, existing right beside his love for ‘playing ball’ and his increasing awareness that race and his place in society (back in his time) may not fit with his desire to write like Yeats. His struggle for identity touches me. Portions of this novel are very dark, but I can say that I have been there. I went through that. It had nothing to do with race, but more with my place in society, living in a mobile home park with a divorced mother who worked very hard to make ends meet. Living with the memories of my dad as an angry alcoholic and later, talking with him on the phone, a converted stranger trying to get to know me as a sober dad, long-distance. I never felt college was really within reach until my dad made it clear to me in 12th grade that I really needed to try it, and that he would help. There were dark days where I trusted no one, lots of awkward social experiences, days I had lunch alone (before I remembered to take a book everywhere), and bright days when I earned an A in College Algebra because I studied three hours the night before. When I read of Myers’ dark days, I feel it. There were times, as a teen, when I was cutting, thinking of suicide, or partying with other lost teens. It is such a soul-searching venture to dig deeply into this novel. It also makes me relive some of my son’s teen angst years, all of which is fodder for an entirely separate entry or story.
And then it is time to come back above water. I know how it ends. Myers finds his identity and place as a writer. I am, as an adult, of the mindset that believes there is always hope. I’ve found my place in society, and I’ve used the dark moments of my life to fuel my writing. I am still emerging as a writer. Maybe I’m a fledgling. I don’t think I’ll ever rest on my laurels. This makes me feel young, and I pray, pray, pray with all my might that my mental capacities will allow me to spin tales for years to come.
This is what’s on my mind lately. What’s on yours?