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( A waterfall in our north eastern part of South Africa. Don't you just love the rainbow?)
Each plant, each tree, each brick, the water tank as well as the contents inside that little rondavel are relevant to my writings today. Even the thin pipe in the foreground suggests something to me. I am however curious to know if the word, "RONDAVEL" is familiar to my overseas readers. It is a common word here in South Africa and refers to the little round building which you see in the picture.
At the entrance to this "RONDAVEL" is a "STOEP". Again the word, "STOEP" is common to our country and refers to the covered varandah outside a building. In some cultures here in SA sundowners are taken on the STOEP. That time presents the opportunity to catch up on the events of the day and to socialise with family and friends.
Are you familiar with these words? If I were to use them, within the context of a book set in Africa, what sort of response do they evoke in you? Your opinion is important to me...
...please leave a comment!
'till next time,
C
There is nothing more soul touching than standing on the summit of a mountain and looking out over the vast African landscape. It is a moment where I become acutely aware of exactly how small I am as a human being and I am awestruck by our magnificent and unbelievable heritage in this beautiful country of ours!
This particular picture was taken whilst standing on the edge of the escarpment, overlooking the Blyde river dam, in the north eastern part of South Africa. It offers a view into the vast expanse of the Kruger national park in the distance; a place where the animals of Africa are free to roam albeit with a few restrictions.
The drop below defies all understanding. It is simply breathtaking! As one peeps over the edge of the cliff you feel that you want to stretch out your wings and mimic the birds which hover in the thermals. Whilst the hot African sun drenches one in perspiration you are consoled by the knowledge that not many people get to see such beauty. How can I not love this country!
This next picture has particular sentimental value to me. It was painted by a family friend - Tony Schoeman - and graces the wall of my sitting room at home. It was given to me on my 16th birthday as a symbol of my love for the African Savanah and, in particular, the bush of the Lowveld. This was the place which I romped and roamed as a child. It's aura was carved deep into my soul and as I look at the painting I almost feel the heat of the day and the urgency of the land crying out for rain.
Last evening I decided to share the story which I had spent time on yesterday. Luckily I have at least two very supportive members in this household and they gathered around to listen. I didn't read my story to them, but rather TOLD it to them. I found myself choosing my words really carefully, building in silences and pauses and delivering pertinent statements at the precise moment for maximum effect.
For the first time since I have started writing the stories in my book (some 7 years ago), I got the comment:
"That was MAGIC!"
...It made my spirits soar!
Today I put pen to paper and wrote up that particular story. I felt quite good once I'd completed it, so I called my two guinea pigs back and asked them to listen again.
This time however, they were distinctively BORED! They commented that I had elaborated far too much and detracted from the story's essence. Guess what...they are entirely correct!!!
I feel quite exhausted and have to reassure myself that nothing is lost - I merely have to float in a different direction.
Hope you all have a happy weekend.
Till next time, luv C
...this too is a source inspiration. I find that my attention to small details is "acute" at this point in time. Each small detail has a word to describe it and by playing with the descriptive words my ceativity is stimulated. Afterall, it's the 'words' in a book that paint the picture, so perhaps my mood is apt?
I find too that I am getting an enormous amount of inspiration from simple pictures. They centre my ideas and allow me to toy with the words. For example, if I were to take a picture of my writing progress up to this point in time, the picture would look like this...
(Meaning:...My writing is past the half-way point but the beauty of the story is only just emerging...)
Now, if I chose a picture of the final product of my work, perhaps it will look like this...