Turquoise is the color where father sky meets mother earth. Not the powdery blue tone of baby-boy clothes, but the Mediterranean blue of Greek heroes. A color almost unnatural. It’s the bright blue stone of the American southwest mounted on silver belt buckles and conchos.
Native American Indians consider it a protective stone and a gift of goodness. The stone heals the spirit and calms mind. In the Old Testament, it is one of the precious stones mounted upon the breastplate of the priests. In Revelations, the Holy City of new heaven and earth is described with the brilliance of precious stones. Some say heaven is paved with gold; I say it’s paved with turquoise.
No wonder I want a pair of turquoise boots.
In an earlier post, when writing about visions for success, I added the boots. Turquoise boots. Since then they’ve become symbolic to me. After all, that is the power of a vision — to be able to see a piece of your dream. When I launched my personal funding campaign to get to LA for BinderCon to which I won a scholarship, I used the photo of Justin Boots from Rod’s western catalog.
Surprisingly, turquoise, for all it’s power to promote calm, galvanized my intent to get to LA.
One of my patrons is also my Fairy God-Mother. She and her family have believed in my books from the time that they were mere seeds in my imagination. Over the years, they’ve encouraged me, read rough drafts, covered the cost of printing drafts for beta-readers, helped me to get to LA, and, sponsored my new shoes.
A gift of goodness must be turquoise. Boots are not practical for walking, but Keens are. I once had a long-term relationship with a pair of Keens and if you want to read about it sometime, I’ll direct you to my Tale of Two Keens. My new Keens, both the left and the right, are turquoise and the stand-in for my boots. I’m going to step out with calm certitude to LA, to the Speed Pitch with an agent, the Speed Pitch with a publisher and the VIP event with literary professionals.
It seems that compassion has infiltrated our writing and lifted stories at Carrot Ranch to a new height. Writers felt good and got int the flow of the river that merges. We welcome new writers to our literary community. The idea is that we are all building our writer’s platforms, writing or revising books, and seeking publication. Why not do those things in the company of peers? Like cowboys on the range, we meet at the campfire, share a tin cup of coffee and swap stories.
At Carrot Ranch we craft weekly flash fiction. The regulars are called the Rough Writers and all who join us in the literary pursuits of writing, reading and discussing are our Friends. Writing flash fiction can improve craft, as author Luccia Gray explains in her post. We are sorting out our first collaboration and if I get a slot in the Speed Pitch with the publisher I want, I will pitch our themed short story anthology. Each story here is a gem; but collectively they are as dynamic as a king’s treasure.
On Monday’s I participate in the Twitter meme known as #MondayBlogs. It’s had a positive impact on growing my social media and spreading coverage of the stories we write here as well as my own posts. On days that I might have client deadlines, I at least post the Carrot Ranch challenge and previous compilation. On days that I focus on the hashtag, I post each individual blogger who has responded with a story and the blog posts of the Rough Writers. I do much reading that day, which I enjoy.
Paula Nancarrow, blogger and story-teller, is conducting a survey on blog hash days until March 8. The information will inform the greater blogging community so I encourage you to participate.
Another current survey is with Rough Writer, blogger and soon to be debut author, Anne Goodwin. Anne writes some of the best modern fiction book reviews on the Internet. They are so thought-provoking and comprehensive of style as well as story that I feel as though I’m gaining important insights into what is publishing in modern literature. Her survey is a question of character credibility.
We welcome new writers to the ranch! Everyone is as free as a range-rider to come and go. Although you might get roped into the allure of flash fiction and the friendliness of the ranch. If that happens, you can achieve Rough Writer status easily. So, onto our colorful prompt for the week.
March 4, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) color your story turquoise. Color evokes emotion; turquoise blue evokes trust and strength. How can you play with that idea? How can color define a character or add to a plot? Saturate your story or add a drop. Follow the vein of turquoise to see where it leads your imagination.
Respond by March 10, 2015 to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
Whatever Became of El Dorado? by Charli Mills
Lamina’s Navajo grandfather clicked his tongue, speaking to the Campfire Girls squatted in a semicircle at his feet. This was her classroom, her troop. The girls were earning a story-telling badge.
“Coyote, the great trickster, led the Spaniards to El Dorado.”
Maisie wiggled her raised hand. Lamina nodded and the girl gushed. “And the streets were paved with gold!” The other girls chattered in agreement.
“Not gold; turquoise.”
“Did they bring any back?”
“No. They were never again seen.” Grandfather stopped and left the end unspoken. What if the Holy City of Revelations already came and Conquistadors destroyed it?