hello old bean.
come on in!
we’re talking about dreams here at the peanut today.
i had one once. i even laughingly said i’d be on oprah with it.
the joke’s on me. her show’s retired.
well. except the one that’s on that network nobody has.
well. let’s just say i don’t have it.
but then i don’t watch that much tv anyway.
i have cable’s basic~basic! LOL. as basic as you can get.
it allows me to at least get reception here.
and you need that for the weather warnings.
and i do enjoy the pbs station a lot.
we were talking about dreams. not tv and tornadoes.
this is a picture of
three smooth stones.
it’s also the name of my little book.
the little book that was fun. and is finished.
and has sat on the ‘back burner’
literally in my closet ever since.
once upon a time.
way back in 2005
anyway . . . it seems way back.
i wrote and illustrated a simple little book
‘ three smooth stones ‘
it’s a faerie tale ~ a journey of discovery ~ and a mystery.
an odd combination of things.
if you had to label it
i guess it would be just a feel~good book.
it’s primarily for women.
the forest woman
and how she gets misplaced into the desert.
and it’s about her survival there.
i illustrated it with ultra simple line drawings of nudes.
no shading. no artifice. just simple lines.
they are almost victorian in mood.
and i feel that they are very beautiful. at least i hope they are!
i also drew them without faces. for a reason.
i wanted every woman who reads it to see herself in the drawings.
only the most amazing thing . . .
even without faces
they each took on their own individual personality. very odd really.
it’s as if their own spirit comes through on the page.
i didn’t intend to write this book.
i had written a couple of children’s books.
never did anything with those either. lol.
in hindsight now i realize this one was inspired by a woman who
worked in the offices where i worked.
she was well liked.
but she had absolutely no sense of herself as a person.
she didn’t like how she looked or who she was.
she couldn’t see what the rest of us could see.
she was not being coy. nor modest.
she simply didn’t see herself.
i think that’s where the book began.
someday i’d like to publish it.
it would have to be with one of the vanity presses of course.
and that takes money that i don’t have.
i’m saving. but saving that much is a long process!
and though it’s a dream sort of. less so as time goes by it seems . . .
i just might rather take a trip to carmel with that savings someday!!
see why it stays on the back burner? i’m not a committed dreamer!
the captain has kindly said he would help me turn it into a little e~book.
he also reminded me that e~books save trees. and that’s true.
and i love trees. almost as much as all dogs. and all animals. everywhere.
sly captain. good point.
i’m still struggling with that though.
i’m not sure that e~book is the best format for it.
its substance to me seems better served by a
book~in~hand rather than an e~book.
i wanted it to be a pretty little volume a woman could even carry with her
in her purse. to peruse whenever she felt the need for inspiration.
yes. i know! ever the romantic.
if i cannot save up enough money for the vanity press
then i might eventually will to do the e~book.
the much lesser fee for it as an e~book
would mean quicker proceeds for my favorite charity.
that’s where i intend for the proceeds of the book to go.
it’s a no~kill animal shelter here in our city.
it’s such a wonderful and worthy place.
i wouldn’t be raising gazillions of dollars of course.
but every little bit helps.
if it does ever go on sale
and if you ever bought one
you should know ~
you would not just be inspiring yourself
but you’d know that you were helping others.
‘ furry ‘ others !
they save abused and abandoned fur people.
thanks to generous dedicated vets . . . they are healed. and adopted.
and if they’re simply too far beyond all help. well. then.
they are at least loved and cared for at the very end of their suffering.
they do not have to die alone in the gutter. or on the street.
the name is ‘ second chance ‘
isn’t that a wonderful name for a no~kill animal sanctuary!
it’s where my own beloved zekey came from.
he was in pretty bad shape when they rescued him.
he’d been kicked. he had broken ribs on both sides of his body.
he was bruised all over and he was starving.
he was wandering around a big mall parking lot. no tags. no collar.
they took him in and saved his life.
that is why ‘ second chance ‘ is so dear to my heart.
it gave me my zeke.
i have so much to learn about all this e~book stuff.
it’s tempting. but i just don’t know.
i think it might be more than a minimalist like me wants to do.
plus. the peanut wasn’t meant to be a commercial site in any way.
and yet . . . like today . . .
every so often i get this little dream out and dust it off.
and kick it around in my mind once again.
it would be for such a good cause. but ~
so many pros and cons. it just makes me tired.
the preview pictures below are exquisitely beautiful images.
they’re just from the internet. of course they’re not in the book.
i selected them only because they capture the feeling of it.
the message that is the soul of the book
is just as relevant now
as it was eight years ago.
it is so simple. and because of that ~ it’s timeless.
and of course
the mystery of the three smooth stones is solved in the end.
here’s a short preview of my little dream.
who knows? someday it might be a reality!
that’s what dreams are for isn’t it? or so i hear.
‘ three smooth stones ‘
once upon a time . . .
because all the best faerie tales start with that
there is a forest woman.
she loves her home.
she is a forest woman after all.
but then one day . . .
suddenly. one day she finds herself in the desert.
the dry desert.
the foreign dry desert.
the moon is full.
there is a secret water fall.
she discovers it
right there in the desert.
it is powerful. and a bit frightening to the forest woman.
yet she cannot stay away from it.
always in secret . . . she goes again and again . . . to the waterfall . . .
but this time . . .
it’s for the last time . . .
she reaches out her hands
and she is given the secret of the mystery of life.
it is the waterfall.
it has given her the gift of the three smooth stones.
what do they mean?
she must find out!
creative pursuits are a funny thing.
i’ve been shy to talk that much about it ever.
and yet ~ you say?
here she is old bean ~ blabbing about it on the internet ! LOL !!!
but really. it’s strange isn’t it?
it’s sort of like a child. or a special part of your heart.
you don’t want it hurt!
do you have a hidden dream that’s always
‘ on the back burner ‘ ?
til soon old bean!
have a wonderful dreamy weekend! see you on monday.