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Today HOT Wednesday.
It's July, so now we're cooking!
Temps are up, fall is beginning to look darned good, but we need to take time and celebrate
HOT #IWSG Wednesday.
Thanks Alex!
And it's not too late to visit all of the great July hosts and say hello:
 The Question of the Month is "What personal traits have you written into your character(s)?" The question is optional, so I'll opt to answer it as best I can.
My response ( Susan Rouchard )
Most of them. As they say ' Write what you know '.
Who do I know better than myself ? It took me some time to get there but my writing stems naturally from my unconscious : she, he or it (Sie, Er oder Es) had me pinned down for who I was from the start.
In the first short story I wrote, at about 12, my character is a boy who runs away from home when his father leaves. Why is he a boy ? Because I'm a tomboy, the son my father never had. He was disappointed on having two girls. He didn't know the first thing about girls.
He was an only child. To please him, I became that son. When we were in New York, my hair was kept short until 3 and a half. Passers by would stop and comment : ' How lovely (or the NYC equivalent), you have a girl and a boy ' .
Why does this boy run away ? Because like me, he flees toxic situations: a strong survival instinct. He is quiet though, unlike me but he has the same keen sense of observation. He assesses a situation and draws his conclusions, thus learning the lessons of life through experience, trial and error. Not taking for granted what an adult may tell him is the truth. Very Independant minded. That's it, now I'm on Jung's couch ! ' Proceed, proceed ', he says to me or ' Weiter, weiter. '
My second story is about a boy, yes again, who lives in the Future on a planet, not necessarily Earth, or come to think of it not necessarily in the Future. Not the same space-time continium anyway. A student of mine, an algorithm Genius who worked at the CNES ( Centre National d' Etudes Spaciales ), devising ways to ' count ' the stars via satellites whose algorithms he designed, once said to me ' You are an extra-terresteral',. My feeling exactly, at times.. He was actually sending messages, at the time, via social networks (end of the nineties, so the premises) to see if he could find any Aliens living on Earth ( of course they probably wouldn't have told him if they were..). ' You think too much ' I thought, but didn't say anything, so as not to hurt his feelings. Poor guy, may he rest in peace with the stars. He died in 2010 of a rupture of the brain, anevrism (is that how you say it in English ?). His widow said to me that he spoke fondly of the best English teacher he had ever come across. He was young, maybe 50. He left a younger wife and two small sons.
To come back to my second male character, he was about my age, 14, curious, outspoken and much more an extrovert, like myself, than my first hero.In this imaginary society, he was of an age when he was to go through the rites of passage to become a fully-functioning adult. I envied him because he could be what I couldn't : Himself. In an environment which thrived on each individual's uniqueness. Without setting out to mold them and constrict them into rabbit hatches. In order to then lead them like sheep through life with a whip and a whistle, as I felt society treated us.
' Dr Jung, my hour is up and there is so much more from where that came from... Thank you for listening to my rambles. I will not be paying you because I am a storyteller and you should be rewarding me for the entertainment. See you soon. I'll call you when I feel like making another appointment. Have a pleasant day. Here are some treets for you to enjoy and share, so don't play any tricks on me... '
©susanbauryrouchard
Jethro Tull, Heavy Horses, 1978. promo videos, go here
Black Sunday, LIVE, 1980, go here
Thick as a Brick, concept album, 1972, LIVE, 1977, go here
Interview of Ian Anderson and group in the 90's about the creation
of Thick as a Brick. go here
Monty Python, Sketch, Adolf Hitler lives... go here
Veronique Sanson, Amoureuse, go here
Vancouver go here
Tout est Cassé, Tout est Mort, go here
Les Délices de Hollywood, go here
Irréparable, go here
Bernard's song, go here
Neil Young, Crazy Horse, LIVE RUST Concert,
Sugar Mountain, go here
Out of the Blue and in to the Black, go here
David Bowie, LIVE, Hammersmith, Riverside, 2003, go here
Tracy Chapman, Crossroads, go here
Marilyn Monroe, We're having a Heatwave, go here
Like Crazy by Drake Doremus 2011, with Anton Yelchin, Felicity Jones, and Jennifer Lawrence, go here and here
2010, on the road to the Mediterranean
Tarragona
Brittany, Beg Mel, Fouesnant, 2012
Thank you for visiting. Please feel free to like, dislike, rate; agree, disagree, discuss. And I will be sure to reply. Have a HOT (cool) IWSG Wednesday.
Going up to 35º C today. So after a spot of gardening this morning, before 10 a.m.
I'm behind my wooden shutters, enjoying Day four of Wimbledon. Nadal- Kyrios up this afternoon, Rafa is wary of his theatrics but will probably give him the thrashing he deserves...so much for uniqueness !
Creativity Takes Courage,
Henri Matisse (French Impressionnist 1869 -1954 ).
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