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About This Author
Absolute beginner, Reader, Reviewer, ESL writer, Poet, Blogger, Novelist, Published author, Psychology degree, Dog lover. Quill finalist
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All fingers and thumbs
A blog on my personal writing process. Just random thoughts, notes, and other stuff. Don’t know yet what that will be like. Am exploring possibilities and pulse towards an unknown future. Let’s find out! Here are challenges and activities stored.
"Invalid Item"  2017
"The Soundtrack of Your Life" 2020
"Resurrection Jukebox" 2020
"NaNoWriMo Write-A-Thon" 2020/21
"The Fiction Writer's Toolbox" 2020
"October Novel Prep Challenge" 2021(The Shanhaijing Prophecy)
Neil Gaiman's Masterclass 2019
"a very Wodehouse challenge" 2024
Template Worldbuilding 2024
"Barrel of Monkeys" [E] 2024
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I was doing research in the National Library on great-great-granddad who was a Javanese Prince living on the Isle of Sumatra, Indonesia. Since the Dutch had ruled over The Dutch Indies, now known as Indonesia, for 400 years, they spoke and wrote a mixture of Dutch and Indonesian, also formerly known as the Malaysian language.
In a corner of the library there it was: the personal diary of Prince Ismael, born 1760-died 1810 in Padang. In translation I found:
Dear Siona, Madras and Ignatia,
I sent you this letter by special courier so nobody but you three concubines will receive word from me. I am dying, suffering from a disease to the lungs. I don’t have much longer, dear threesome, but I wanted you to know that I loved all three of you like I loved my official wife with whom I have had three kids. They will be my official legacy to this world, but I will never forget that you also carried and raised children of mine. Between the three of you, there are nine, four boys and five girls. I always will see them as my own flesh and blood and I have made arrangements as to secure their lives when I am gone. Please, tell them about their father and that he was proud of each of them by the spirits of the holy universe. All kids are equal to me, let them think no less of themselves when they grow old.
You, dear ladies, have made my life a blessed one and I will take this knowledge with me.
Always, truly yours, Ismael.
3 ex. sent by courier, date: 1810, February 7th.
I was really excited because that meant that there were three more families to research on. I now had a family tree, multiplied by three. Lots of work to be done in the near future. Family, here I come. I hope you’re ready!
WC: 320
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