One More Thing….

So, I never told you this…

I didn’t have time to think about it until now…

BUT….

The winners of NaNo can get five copies of their book if they claim it by June 30th…

With all of the energy my pitch has taken…(and sometimes even work and the rest of my life)…I didn’t get time to really think of it until now…

And now there is only seven weeks left, so I thought I wouldn’t bother…

But then I realized that I practically wrote the whole book in FOUR weeks!  That’s three extra weeks!  It won’t be perfect, but it’s enough time to at least fix  the little things and do a spell check!!!

And guess how many copies I can have?

FIVE…

And guess how many of YOU there are (including me)?

FIVE!!!!  (my new editor/friend since high school definitely gets one, too)

So, I am going to start this weekend…

I planned to end this post here…..

But before I go, I’d love your input…

As you may know, I wrote the book in 30 days…well, the first half..

And there was definite pressure during that time to consider word count…

So sometimes I wrote things simply to add words…

Like the conversation in the bar when Rylee, Kaz, Lily and Jay were all taking a trip down the memory lane of high school…

Was that something that should be omitted from the book or did you like it?

Any scene that you thought hindered the book, please let me know…

Also, any questions unanswered…

Any inconsistencies…b/c when I started the book, Kaz was much more like J-man…I planned that they would meet AFTER university…so then I had to change their relationship b/c they had met so young…so then I had to figure out why on earth they would just be getting around to having kids NOW…and how a guy like Kaz in a twenty year relationship could have ended up poor and with nothing….

So anything like that; things that may be inconsistent..or unanswered…

Or anything you just didn’t like…

things that made you pause and screw your nose up or raise your eyebrow when you read it…

OR…anything you would have liked to see in the book that wasn’t there…

I think it’s hard to answer all of these when it’s been six months since you read it, but if you can remember anything, that would be great….

And re: the ending (spoiler alert..stop here if you haven’t finished reading…)

 

Did you stop?

 

 

Okay…

My friend who just read the book came up with an idea that I am playing with…

I love it, but I’m not sure if it’s the right ending…

She couldn’t decide either.  We’re both Gemini…

So…here it is…

Both Rylee and Ally are actually dead…Have been all along…probably died in the car accident, but before the book started…I’d have to change a few things…but it could work…

Or we just keep it the way it is…whatever way that is…OH…In the next seven weeks, I guess I should FINISH the book as well as edit it..I guess a hard copy of a book should have an ending…

Gotta go!

Let me know if you want to help edit and I will send you some sections…Or if you don’t want to wait, you can always copy them from here…

And thank you always!! xoxoxox

 

 

 

 

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The Plague

I wasn’t planning on showing you this…

You’ve already seen it a a million times, in all its variations…

You’ve analyzed, scrutinized and watched me pick it apart…

So, I decided enough was enough…

But since you asked…

Here is what i sent him…

Honestly, I don’t quite love it. There is something missing… and three times as I went to send, I changed it, then changed it back..And then I said, “Enough is enough.  End this damn plague!!”

And here it is…

One month of worry, writing, rewritng…

And..

Well…

The final result may look familiar…

But if I don’t hear back from him and  decide to take my book further without his help…

I  will probably either use my first pitch or revise yet AGAIN….

Here it is, a copy of what I sent him…

 

Connected, by g-M

 

“Tell Jed I’ll always love him….”

Rylee awoke with a start, heart pounding. It was just a dream. Or was it? The ghostlike image of her childhood friend had seemed so real.

In the weeks to follow, Rylee would be haunted by images of her old friend, Ally, whom she hadn’t thought about since childhood.  So why now?

At forty-three years old, Rylee’s world was shattering around her.  Her business was failing. She had been unable to get pregnant. Her husband, Kaz had left her, taking with him her hopes, her dreams and her youth.  Her dark hair, once shiny, was now dull; fine lines framed blue eyes.   Yet Kaz, with his dark Asian looks, was more handsome than ever.

And now the visions were no longer just dreams.  Ally, with her message for Jed, was haunting Rylee’s days as well as her nights.  What was happening? Were these visions premonitions?   Was Ally okay?  Or was Rylee really just losing her mind?

CONNECTED, with its simple writing style and hint of mystery, is reminiscent of THE MEMORY THIEF, by Emily Colin.

This is the story of Rylee and Kaz as they struggle to let go of their past and find a way to fit into each other’s present.

This is the story of Ally, as we watch her life unfold through Rylee’s images. Who is Jed and why does Rylee need to tell him that Ally loves him?  Is any of it even real?

And when is love not enough?

 

 

..Today, as I read it, I like it okay, but now I worry the stakes still aren’t high enough…They WERE…but maybe I changed them…

Oh well.  It’s done..

And as I read it over again, I find the PERFECT revision..just like last time. DAMN!  Too many questions have been bothering me.  I wish I had changed the last question…”Or was Rylee really just going crazy?”  To Rylee began to fear she was losing her mind…”  DAMN…it’s stronger….stakes are higher AND it reads better…

Such is life…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Plague is Over!!!

I can’t tell you how long I have been dreaming of writing this post.  I have procrastinated.  I have worried.  I have spent hours stuck.  More hours writing.  Always, always in the back of my mind, like a plague, it was there, tormenting me…..

THE PITCH…which I have long since thought of as THE PLAGUE.

Hours of stuck.  Hours of revision.  Hours of stress…

And guess what?

After a month of stuck, thinking, writing, stressing…

It isn’t even very different.

But I guess that’s good.  I managed to get his changes in without compromising the parts that he liked…

I am just so glad it’s OVER!!

Honestly, I may have waited too long.   I can’t honestly say that in his position I would think someone like me was all that interested.

But there were a few things that stood in my way.  He asked me to do a couple of things for him.  One, leave a review on Amazon.com.  Two, leave a comment on YouTube.

But it was like YouTube and Amazon phoned each other and decided to punk me or something…

I couldn’t leave a comment on Amazon unless I bought a book.  I couldn’t buy an e-book on Amazon.com b/c I have an Amazon.ca account.

I couldn’t leave a comment on YouTube without signing in or making an account.  And apparently  I had an account, but they had no record of it!  I could neither sign in nor make a new account!

Not kidding!!!

So that was the excuse I gave him.  And it’s all true, but the real reason was that I was stuck.  I didn’t think I could do it.  I knew I could, but still, deep inside I was stuck.

So now it may be too late.  I got an automatic e-mail reply saying he is on a book tour until the 13th…

But I don’t care.  I may have taken too long, but I plugged on.  I didn’t give up.

And finally, the plague that ruined my holidays, is OVER!

Finished!

DONE!!!!

I DID IT!!

And now, regardless of what he says or does or doesn’t do, I’m going to rewrite, edit and finish this book.

Everyone I’ve showed it to has liked it and now I’ve added a new friend (maybe 2) to the list of trusted readers.  And once again, the review was good.

But I need to stop here and tell the whole story.   My friend from high school held my hand and even did a rewrite of The Plague for me when she noticed I was stuck.  She got me unstuck.  And then she edited, made suggestions and just didn’t give up until I finally rolled up my sleeves.  She edited it, cheered me on and I have to say I am so grateful for her,  and for all of you…

And through it all, I learned I CAN…

So I’m going to give my book a chance…

Thank you so much for joining me in this journey.  If you’re new to my blog, you can read my book here.

And phew!

It’s done.

I just needed to say that again..

 

 

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Today in the News..

Okay…

So I’m supposed to be working on “The Plague” and not stopping until I’m done..

But today is a sad and dreaded day…

My staycation is over.

So I had to look at the newspaper for the first time in two weeks and this is what I saw…

Debate in U.S. over morning-after pill for 15-year-olds

I didn’t read the article beyond the first few lines, but HELLO!!

WHAT IS WRONG  THIS PICTURE?????

I’m not a big advocate for 15 year olds having sex…

But I’m even less of an advocate for 15 year olds having babies!!

See that little word AFTER…

That’s key.

Allowing a child to have this pill will NOT prevent them from what they have already done…..

What it  WILL prevent , and the ONLY thing it will prevent is  parenthood before the age of sixteen.

And babies should NOT have babies…

They just shouldn’t!

Even with all the help in the world from supportive parents…

They simply  should NOT have babies.

I know, there’s another side.  The side that says this makes it all too easy…

But really…

Will NOT having access to this pill stop children from having sex?

NOOOOOOOO!   

If they had sex and they need this pill, then they weren’t prepared in the first place and THAT didn’t stop them!

So why would NOT allowing these kids to have this without a prescription be a deterrent?

Not having a condom didn’t stop them…

Not being on the pill didn’t stop them…

So probably not having access to this pill won’t stop them either!!

Like I said, babies shouldn’t have babies.  And if they need the morning after pill, they didn’t think this through…

Not having access to the morning after pill…

Can I just say that one more time?

The morning AFTER pill.

In my opinion, the only thing the morning AFTER pill prevents is premature motherhood…

 

 

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Bubbles…

I just gave the best, most dumbest advice to a friend.bubble

She was complaining about the negativity surrounding her.  We’ve all been there.

We’ve been sucked up by it.

We’ve been annoyed by it.

She used the analogy of sweet and sour, so I told her to wrap herself up in a bubble of sweet bubble gum and allow the other person’s sour to bounce off.

Sounds dumb, right?

She thought so, too!

But the truth is, we can only be affected by what we invite in.

We get annoyed.

We get angry.

And  we blame the other person.

But the truth is, they can only annoy us if  WE get annoyed.

I’m  not saying it’s easy.  It’s not.  Knowing we have a choice doesn’t mean we don’t get annoyed sometimes.  We do.

There are the days when we are so ready to yell at someone.  We are so angry.  We are so sick of their trauma and drama .  We are sick of their obstinacy, their ill tempers, their  constant disagreeable attitude.

And then there are the other days when that person’s behaviour is the same as always, but we remain unaffected.

Or a day when we look at them a little differently and understand it’s their issue, not ours.  And we remind ourselves to remain unaffected.

And then there’s the best kind of day of all.  The day we are in such a good place, we don’t even notice their annoying behaviour.

It happened to me on Sunday.   I was in a bad mood.  I don’t know why.   I should have been in a good mood.  It was the first day of my holidays.   J-man was home with me and all was well with the world outside of me. Yet, for some reason my inner world was angry.   Everything and everyone annoyed me.

If I had to dig deep, I’m sure I could find the reason, but I didn’t want to dig deep.  It was more rewarding to be annoyed by that which was annoying.  J-man ignored me.  Someone bumped into me without apologizing.  The kitchen was a mess and I’d just done the dishes.

It was all very rational; each annoying moment an acceptable fan to  my flame.

I went to the local hot spring and while in the sauna, I just relaxed and allowed all of my negativity to release.

If I told you all the details, you’d think I was a quack…

But okay, why not?  I am kind of a quack…

What I did in the sauna was tap.  The sauna has kind of become my spiritual/tapping place.  I don’t know, maybe it’s because I can’t be distracted in there…

Maybe it’s because I know there is a limited amount of time you can spend in the sauna…

I don’t know all of my psychological crap…

I just know that the sauna is where I always find myself doing this stuff…

So I started tapping on my anger.  I didn’t really have any reasons, so I just tapped on releasing.  As anger often does, it turned into fear.  So I tapped on my fears.  Again, I didn’t understand them.  I just tapped on releasing them.  And the fear turned into trust issues.  I tapped on trusting my guides and my God.  And then I tapped on trusting myself.  That was harder.

All of that negative energy wouldn’t quite leave, so I asked my God and  my  angels and guides to fill me up with light and love in the areas that I couldn’t fill  myself up.

My mood instantly changed.  I felt warmer and lighter.

On the way out of the hot spring and old lady scowled at me.  Overall, Japanese people are friendly toward English speaking foreigners, but there are a few who are old enough to remember being bombed.  Some of them have never forgiven.

I can tell you that on the way into the hot spring, I would have scowled back.  In my head, I would have called her rude.  I would not have been able to feel compassion.

On the way out, I returned her scowl with a smile and  silently wished her wellness and happiness.  And I did this without thinking.  I have  never done that automatically before.

When I realized what I’d done and how much I had turned myself around with just a few quiet moments, I was awed.

It was a very cool experience.

For the rest of the day, I was in a much better place.  Other people’s negativity bounced off me.  I was in a bubble of sweet energy.

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Two Years After the Tsumami, Part 3: Devastation,Survival and Misplaced Children…

We’ve all heard the stories…

Stories of loved ones lost, animals left behind, homes and livelihoods gone, but where are the children?

As I told you, my student went to Sendai last weekend.  The pictures left me wondering WHY they haven’t rebuilt.  Inside of me, two years of frustration rose to the surface…..

But I didn’t tell you about the stories the taxi driver told.  She told stories of survival, heroism and unimaginable loss and devastation.

Before I continue, please note that these are third hand and fourth hand stories.   We’ve all played telephone. All of these facts can’t possibly be right….Oh, and did I mention a language barrier?  But I believe the essence of what I’m about to tell you, is correct.…

 

The taxi driver was working the day of the tsunami.   She was driving with a passenger when she saw the wave coming.  The taxi driver’s husband is in Japan’s National Defense Corps and as the wave approached, she remembered what he had always told her to do.   “Open the window,” he had told her, “because once immersed, the pressure will be too intense and they won’t open.”

So she did as he had told her.  She opened all of the windows, but the water kept coming.  It filled the car, so she and her passenger climbed out of the window and onto the roof of the car.  The car became their raft.  They stayed like that, in the winter temperatures, for over 24 hours until they were dramatically rescued by helicopter.

It is impossible for me to imagine holding onto a car as you watch everything you know being destroyed by a wave.  It is impossible for me to imagine being wet and cold, yet hanging on for dear life. It is unfathomable to imagine doing all of this while wondering if your loved ones are dead or alive…

.. Not knowing if you are going to live or die…

Not knowing when or if help will arrive….  And holding on in the cold with frozen fingers…

They both survived their twenty four hour ordeal, but her passenger later died in the hospital.

Many taxi drivers died in that tsunami.  Many of them were her coworkers.  The taxi driver’s husband survived, but many of her friends were not as lucky.  Many friends died or lost family members.  She still suffers from PTSD.  She says she has mood swings with highs and lows, good days and bad days.

There were many stories like hers that touched my heart and awed me.   She survived all of that and she is okay.  She is alive.  But I don’t know if she has been provided with adequate counselling to help her deal with the trauma she endured.

She told stories of others.  A couple she knows had just bought a house.  They had literally just received the key.  The tsunami took the house and now they have nothing.  Yet, the bank is requiring repayment of the loan.  It doesn’t seem like the government is stepping in to assist in any way.  Not with rebuilding a new house and not with forgiving the bank loan.  So this couple and thousands of others like them are left with no house and a mortgage.

There seems to be a common theme of little or no help from the government.

Once again, I have to remind you that I know none of this for sure.

But the story that got me more than any other; the story that made my blood pound  angrily through my veins; the story that makes me want to stand up and demand that laws get changed ; this is the  story I saved for last.

It is the story of an entire family.  As still is common in Japan, especially in rural areas, there were three generations living in this house.  The family decided to evacuate but one member refused to leave.  “Go without me,” she said.  They begged her and argued with her, but she wouldn’t budge.  It was imperative they leave, so they finally left without her.  They nearly got to school that was the emergency evacuation location when one member of the family couldn’t do it.  He turned around and went back for her.   He didn’t come back.  Another family member went to get them.  And the fourth followed, but asked the child to go to the school.  The child watched as the wave sucked up her entire family.

“Where is the child now?”  I asked.

“In an institution for children without parents,”     My student replied.

And I felt sad, but not angry.  Just sad…

Japan is a country that doesn’t have the same child protection laws as other countries, or at least, it doesn’t enforce them, and while child protection agencies may exist, they are ineffective at best.  In my opinion, child abuse is becoming an epidemic.  Or maybe it always was.  In the news you often hear of a family member killing another.  Sometimes a child kills a parent…usually a teenager or adult, but much more often a parent or parent’s boyfriend/girlfriend kills a child.  I’ve always wished I could do something to make the Child Protection Services and public awareness stronger, but how does one person do that?

Japan also has few or no foster care homes set up.  Teachers operate on the premise of see no evil, hear no evil.  One teacher told me that they are not allowed to discuss the possibility of a child having mental health issues.  That they could lose their jobs for making such “accusations.”

“Accusations?”  I had said.  “It is essential that teachers notice such things.   You could change a child’s life by noticing such issues.  You could even save a life.”  But she was sure I was wrong.  There is such a taboo about mental health.

And adoption is non existent.  In the rare cases it happens, it is usually to adopt a family member’s child.  There is a belief in this country that you can’t love a child that isn’t yours.  I believe that such beliefs lead to an entire system failure. Unfortunately, what has always been does not appear broken to those who have always lived it.

Not only does nobody want to take care of another person’s child, foreigners are absolutely not allowed to adopt the children of Japan.  They don’t want them but nobody else can have them either…

I could go on and on, but let me get back to the story.

The little girl has an uncle who is 35 years old that WANTS her, but he is somehow not fit, being a single man and not the natural father…

This child has lost her entire family…and I can only imagine she is one of many…yet an institution is deemed a better environment for her than her uncle.  I don’t know the details, but it is probably not because he has a history of abusing children.  It is because of the mentality of this country.

And this is what made me furious.  How can it be better for a child NOT to be placed with family?

And this is what I wish I could change.

Volunteers from Japan and all over the world have swooped in, rescuing animals, trying to find them homes…

But what about the children???

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Pitches, Procrastination and Psychic Friends…

I used to clean my house when I procrastinated.  Now I have a new form of procrastination.  It’s called blogging.

My poor house!

I am currently stuck on my Pitch, though today is my self-imposed, I- really –mean-it-this-time, deadline.

Since I’ve been stuck on the pitch, there have been no end to blogging ideas; a three-post story on the tsunami zone in Japan, interrupted by not one, but three other stories.

It’s almost like I’m a new blogger.  The ideas won’t stop!

I have to interrupt my three part series to post this.

This is one of the things that appeared on Facebook today.

My friend, Kelly Krywan Chippendale is a psychic.  Her story is pretty amazing.  She wasn’t aware that she was psychic until she was in her early 30’s when one day her boyfriend kissed her good-bye.  Suddenly she knew she would never see him again.  The feeling was so strong that she had to tell a friend.  That day he died in a motorcycle accident.

After that, she was able to see him and talk to him.  From there, she slowly began to realize that she is gifted.

She has both a group and a fanpage on Facebook.   One of the things she does in her group is pick some names and give a small reading.

Today I was in the group she picked!  Here’s what she said:

 I have a message for you ladies.Kelly the psychic
May peace surround you all now as transition is strong around you.  Changes are occurring at accelerated pace. Trust your intuition.  It is strongest at the full moon. Release all that holds you back.  You’re never alone I’m told. Your Angels are there loving you. All of you have a spirit in heaven who is there beside you now. If you would just relax you will feel their hand on your shoulder. Each of you is going through so much right now. Just hang on.  You’re protected and loved. You will soon understand that the darkest of your times is behind you and life becomes much brighter in its place. May Peace, Love and Light surround you and Laughter guide your way. Aho. Kelly

 

Can I just say, “Wooooo whooooooo!”

Thank you Kelly!!

I have been feeling this, too!  We had a great month, thanks to two private students joining.  Students pay for their lessons in advance of taking them and both of the new students paid joining fees, current month and next month’s fees, giving us the best month we’ve had in a long time. We are still behind, but were able to do some serious catching up, plus go to the dentist and things like that.  For the first time in months, our “Things we need to buy/pay got lower instead of longer.

We still need a few more good months before we can get out of the water, but it was a wonderful relief ….

But that’s not all.  I have been  knowing things are changing….

I’ve been feeling it.

Ever since that day at the public bath, when I was yelling at my guides, asking,“Why me?”  And, okay I admit it, I was having a bit of a temper tantrum…all silent and in my head, but none the less, it might have been a bit of a temper tantrum/ pity party.

And I heard my own voice in my head saying, “Just a while longer.”

I cannot explain the sense of overwhelming peace that washed through me at that thought; that I still feel just reading those words.   Since then, little by little, things have gotten better.   Not everyone reading this can believe in guides and angels, but I do.  I am so grateful to be one of the lucky ones who can believe.  I love knowing that I have guides and angels.  I love knowing they are always here.

So now if I could just get my pitch done….

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Two years after the Tsunami, Part 2

Yesterday, I was just getting warmed up.  I have yet to tell you the stories I heard this weekend.  I have yet to show you the pictures of Sendai city in Miyagi Prefecture, one of the  areas that was hit hard by the tsunami.  I have yet to explain to you how it doesn’t seem as though any rebuilding has taken shape or how the money doesn’t seem to be reaching the people.

As I searched the internet for pictures of Sendai before and immediately after the tsunami, I realize that I spoke too soon.  The pictures I saw on the weekend did not at first appear to show any rebuilding, but upon closer inspection, on a bigger computer screen, you can see many cranes.  Rebuilding is  beginning and the cleanup was  massive and had to cost billions of dollars.

Yesterday I asked where the money went.  I’m sure a lot of it did go into clean up.

Let me show you the pictures of  Sendai, Miyagi.

The following pictures are what the City of Sendai looked like before the Tsunami:

sendai before 3sendai before 2

sendai before

 

 

 

 

 

The following picture was taken in the same area immediately after the Tsunami:

sendai tsunami

The devastation was massive.

This picture was taken in the same area last weekend.

sendai 2013

Yesterday, I asked where the money went.  In Fukushima, there has been  little or no subsidization for the the farmers of the area that was not evacuated and clean up has been very slow.  Individual people have received very little money for their losses.

Still, looking at these picture, you can see the enormity of what they are faced with and you can also see that billions have been spent thus far.

Last weekend my student went to Sendai and was kind enough to give me the picture of what Sendai looks like now.  She would have taken more, but she was too emotional.  In the face of the  devastation she was witnessing and the stories of loss her taxi driver told her, she was too overwhelmed to take pictures.

Tomorrow I will tell you the stories she told me as told to her by the taxi driver.

Stay tuned…

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How the Goverment of Japan is doing Two years after the Tsunami: Part 1

The new me tries to keep my head out of the news.  The old me likes to get involved head first.  Sometimes the new me and the old me are in conflict.

And sometimes the old me wins.

Such is the case right now.  I really believe that the best way to change the world is to be a better person; to see the world as good; to believe in people; to be loving, generous and  compassionate;  and  to encourage others to be the same.

But sometimes you have to do more:

Sometimes, you need to speak out.

I heard something this weekend that made me really feel like I needed to DO something.

But this is all I can do.   So this is what I will do.  I will write it here.

This weekend I heard a disturbing story.  It was a tragic story.  It was a moving story, and it was a story that made me angry.

It was also a story that brought back to the surface two years of anger that I have tried to ignore.

The new me wants to see the good.  But the reality is, there is no good to be seen in how the government of Japan has turned its back on its own people.

It all started on March 11, 2011.

Japan has faced many tragedies.  It is a country prone to earthquakes and typhoons, floods and landslides.  It’s even faced nuclear bombs.   And it has always emerged stronger and better than before.

….But not this time…

More than two years after the earthquake and tsunami,  Japan still tells itself the same stories of strength and pride….

But the truth is dark.

The Japanese media spent the entire first  year selling the people of Japan rhetoric garbage.  “We are Japan!  We are Japanese!!”  But the government did little or nothing to stop radiation from spewing from the reactors.    The media did nothing to report it. As far as I can tell, it is still spewing.  “But don’t worry!”  The government explained through the media.  “The food is safe!  Help the people of Fukushima by eating the safe food!”

And by and large the Japanese people complied. But not all.  Some pressed for more accountability.

Or at least for more information.  Like,  what exactly is the gov’t calling safe?  A few even asked for measurements to be taken to confirm the radiation levels were safe.  “Oh…come on!  Support Japan!  It’s no worse than smoking a cigarette!”  Came the answer..and that’s an actual quote from a government official on the news!! And  right after that, they quietly raised the legal radiation levels.

And so, by and large, the people of Japan allowed their children to “smoke”.  And eat the fish,which the media repeatedly reported was safe.  Come on! It’s in the ocean, the world’s largest dissipater…”  The media reported.

Whispers from someone who knows someone who knows a scientist who is measuring radiation in fish, said that the radiation is so high that the gov’t has to keep it under wraps or there would be mass hysteria.    I get that.  I watch 24.  But the opposite to preventing mass hysteria is to ENCOURAGE consumption? ???   And not ONLY encourage consumption, but push it!

“Help the people of Fukushima by buying their food!”  The media goes on about how the people of Japan need to help their own.  The media  subtly indicates that it is  unpatriotic not to buy the food from this area.  People buy the contaminated food.  They WANT to  help their fellow citizens.  They want to believe their food is safe.  No one questions why the government isn’t subsidizing these people, rather  than forcing them to try to sell contaminated food and manipulating the public into buying it.

But eventually, people hear the whispers and many demand more  information.   So, the government makes a very public gesture of measuring rice.  “Because rice is important.”   And people buy into this.  “Yes of course it is!”  my students tell me.  Outside of class, I ask why other food is not equally important.  “Because rice is our staple!”  they explain, mirroring what they heard on the news.  I give in to some, but to the like-minded, I ask why ALL food is not important.  And the government tests some rice.  The radiation is undeniably too high to eat.  That was  near the end of year one.  The tested rice is  “still in storage”, begging the question, “WHY?”  Why is it still in storage?  Why isn’t it destroyed?  And why are people still farming and living on contaminated land?

But we go on, forgetting like people do.  We got lost in the newer news and in our daily lives.

Until we hear more whispers…

These little rumours and whispers are always enough to invoke anger, but it’s the actual, unavoidable facts that are even worse.

I won’t go on and on about all the ways the government misdirected, self-protected, and outright lied in that first year…

I won’t even go on and on about how little was actually done.

What I want to talk about is how little has been done…to date. 

But first, I must tell you about YEAR  2.

Year two, the government of Japan came up with a   new plan.  It had to do something.  More and more people were beginning to question their actions.  So, they came up with a plan.   The plan was deflection, diversion.

Finger pointing.

Suddenly, two  old land disputes with two different countries became huge news.   One dispute involved a Korean island, which Japan took hold of during World War 2.  The other,  an age old dispute with China about the ownership of an island in the middle of the ocean. Relations between Korea and Japan become tense.   China and Japan became so enraged that people feared  war.  Hatred was intense.  Relations have always been delicate between these countries, but now there is full on hatred.

(I must point out that the above paragraph is not a fact.  It is my own supposition and opinion.  While it is true that two age old land disputes came up coincidentally  at the same time, leading to widespread hatred and effectively  putting a stop to any questions about Fukushima,  I cannot pretend to say with certainty that the government planned that. It could just be a coincidence that people focused all of their attention on first Korea and then China, forgetting all about Fukushima.

What I can say is that it worked. 

No one was thinking about Fukushima.  Everyone was basking in hatred and racism against China.

Sucked in by newer news, we all went back to living our lives, effectively forgetting about the air we breathe, the food we eat..

… and how little has been done to help the people whose homes and livelihoods have been destroyed.

 

But  every once in awhile a whisper of news from someone who knows someone or a documentary , or something on YouTube, will let slip a new piece of the story;  A nasty reminder that for some, it’s not  over.

For me, the first of such incidents involved a documentary that appeared on Japanese TV, and captured the attention of the media.

Here is One man’s story:Fukushima lone resident

Naoto Matsumura currently lives in the evacuation zone of  Fukushima.  According to the news, he is the only one.  His story shows how the government has turned its back on the people and the animals of Fukushima.  His story shows his anger at how the animals are dying and at how little has been done to clean up Fukushima.   You can hear more about his story here.

The CNN coverage makes it sound like he made a choice to be there.  He didn’t.  He tried to evacuate, but was turned away, first by family who thought he may somehow be contagious, and then by shelters.  So,  while it may be his choice to live there now, it was NOT his choice to stay in the beginning.

Here is a quote from the Japanese Newspaper , “Japan Today, ” entitled   “Fukushima town’s sole resident speaks out in documentary”:

“…He then recounts the reason for continuing to live in the hazard zone, commenting: ”I originally fled south, after the fourth reactor at Daichi exploded. Hoping to stay at my father’s house, I was bitterly disappointed after being turned away due to fears of radioactive contamination.”

As a final alternative, Matsumura turned to the closest evacuation center, but was denied entry due to the overwhelming number of citizens seeking refuge. He reached the point where finding a safe place to stay had become all too bothersome, and besides, Matsumura felt responsible for the livestock and pets waiting for him back home. With this, he once again returned to his hometown.……”

 

I can’t imagine a family as cold as his, but that is only half the point.  Shelters that were set up for people like him, turned him away!   I understand that they were full.  What I don’t understand is why no one helped him find another shelter.    It was the responsibility of the government of Japan  to make sure  there were ample shelters to provide every evacuated resident a safe place to go!

I believe Japan failed this man, but it doesn’t stop there!!

Once he returned, he had to go to YouTube in order to get money for food for himself and the animals he decided to protect!

Once again, the government failed him.

 

Donations poor in:  Donations from Japanese people.  Donations from people from all over the world.  Donations from governments all over the world.

But where is that money going??

 

 

 

 

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Ohhh, Those Damn Comparable Titles…

Like every new author, I think my book is completely, miraculously unique. How can you compare such a book?

And then there’s the embarrassment.  How can I presume to compare myself to a famous author?  I know I have to, but it feels wrong.   It’s hard to get over the whole, “How can I presume I’m good?” thing…And “Won’t others scoff at my comparison?”

And when I searched books with ghosts, supernatural love stories…I got vampires and demons and…Well, no.

I found one title that I actually think is somewhat similar.  “Charlie St. Cloud.”  A love story with a ghost.  Unfortunately, it’s a “coming of age” story, which is not my genre.  I have no real idea what my genre is, but I guess women’s fiction or romance.

Anyway, back to “Charlie.”  I watched this movie sometime in November,  somewhere after I’d started writing “November’s Challenge, but I was not too far in.  Probably if I hadn’t seen that movie, Ally’s fate would have been different…

So then I thought of Nicholas Sparks…

“The Lucky One,” has a splash of the unusual.

I hoped the Time Traveller’s Wife’s author would have a few more similar books, but no.

And then I found this one, though I haven’t read it yet…

The following  picture and description were copied from www.goodreads.com

The memory Theif

The Memory Thief

by Emily Colin (Goodreads Author)

3.85 of 5 stars 3.85  ·  rating details  ·  669 ratings  ·  138 reviews

Reminiscent of On Mystic Lake by Kristin Hannah, readers will adore Emily Colin’s unique and beautifully written debut novel, where one man’s promise to return drives an exquisitely passionate, unforgettable tale of love lost and found.

When Madeleine Kimble’s husband Aiden dies in a mountain climbing accident, Maddie can only think of his earnest promise to return to her and their young son. Aiden’s best friend J.C. feels great remorse over his inability to save him, but J.C.’s grief is also seasoned with the guilt of loving Maddie through the years. Meanwhile, across the country another young man wakes up in a hospital and finds that his memories have been wiped clean, and replaced with haunting dreams of a beautiful woman and a five year old boy whom he feels driven to find. What Nicholas Sullivan discovers upon his journey is utterly unexpected—and it will change all of their lives, especially Maddie’s.

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Not only does the title remind me of my own life, but this is her debut novel about a love lost and found.  Also the story has a bit of mystery, dreams, etc.  (and is the man her husband with amnesia or his consciousness in another man’s body?)  This book is described as “passionate”  I wouldn’t describe my book that way, but I think maybe there are enough similarities…

Which brings me to my next problem.  I don’t want my comparison title or my pitch to give away half of the story line.   Figuring out who and what Ally is,  in my opinion, is an important part of the journey.

 

Anyway, those are my suggestions and I’m getting tired.  Two questions:

Has anyone read this book?

Which, if any, of the above titles are similar (enough) for the pitch?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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