I haven’t touched Helene for two weeks. More information has surfaced, the latest the most devastating to me. I have to figure out how to approach it and not just blurt it out. There’s nothing in the least creative about blurting. And this deserves more finesse than that –finesse in the presentation, not in the brutality of what occurred. In this PC. world, this is most unacceptable. One must not frighten the children, you know, because reality is mean. Well, there’s no changing reality, so everybody just needs to suck it up. Things like this really happened. You need to know.
Also, to help me prepare, and because he’s a great author, I am studying Mikhail Sholokhov, reading as much of his work right now as I can. To me, because he’s presenting a different perspective of Russia at the time, Virgin Soil Upturned has been very enlightening. I can’t wait for And Quietly Flows the Don to arrive. I intend a acquire the rest of the series within the next month.
I am not a speed reader on purpose. I fully believe it’s a slap in the face of good literature to read too fast. It is important to relish every morsel. There are current authors (such as Michael Bunker, Nick Cole, Stefan Bolz, Jennifer Ellis, Estelle Ryan, to name a few) about whose work I deeply feel this, just as I do Sholokhov, Tolstoy, Hawthorne, and de Servantes. There are others, both current and old.
I will return to Helene. The 100th anniversary of the end of World War I is next year. I fully intend to be finished by then. In the thirty years I’ve been wanting to do this, I’ve never been as determined as I am now.