Castle Films THE DOOM OF DRACULA

Scott Lord

Why are there Mormons at the grave of Marry Baker Eddy? Donna and I want out of the evangelical movement.

There actually weren't any Mormons there while we were visiting, but I was trying to locate the grave of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and was a half a football field off. But I'm sure they were there and might be there now.
Donna and I are looking for a new, hopefully more traditional church. Feel free to invite us.
I want her out of the Evangelical, which she has attended with me in a converted Baptist. Problem- she wants to go because of an interest in the Bible and a desire to sing hymns. She had asked for pastoral counseling and was only given it very begrudgingly, and when it came they "laid a you're not a good Christian trip on her." So we made it to Sunday and, as an agnostic, I can only say that God is only benevolent and if not benevolent, there is no God and if so, benevolence is a good crazy idea to borrow and the Universe can be benevolent for all I care.
    Having asked you to think upon that, and its only marginal that I include that if God is Silent then is the Universe meditative and contemplative, what does the Universe take its time to impart, I'm sure its ok for agnostic writers to sleep with and have premartial sex with church going Christians, provide they hold an individuality that surfaces as freedom of worship. If it means something to the other person, it automaticlly can become part of the relationship. We would be honored to attend your church. She feels a belief and or relationship to God and I happen to be reading The Moon and Sixpence by W. S. Maugham at the moment and at this particular juncture in life and agnostic journey of footprints that disappear in the sand after they've carried you to where there is only water for miles. My older blog entries might contain explanations of intellectual things and romantic events that led up to this if you were curious or interested.

Add this to my new novel, I later need a chance to type it in, splice paragraphs together and revise:

"That's beautiful."
"Tragedy is."
"I don't know about that."
"I won't tell a soul."

and/or add a comment that gives me a link to your writing

Scott Lord
   

Donna had the nicest idea: a walk through Mount Auburn Cemetery

Cambridge, Massachusetts

    Donna again took me to lunch and dinner. I hadn't had a hot pastrami sandwich in 25 years, but this one was grilled with cheese. I told her at the Fisherman's Statue in Gloucester that it was "one of my beautiful places on earth" and for that reason I wanted to bring her. Mount Auburn is another. Yesterday we discovered a Halcyon Lake while looking at the statues. It was warm in the morning, but she had dressed for autumn, so it was similar to our ending the summer in Rockport in its being a beginning of Autumn. The foliage has only begun to change color and it isn't yet too cold to walk in the afternoon.
Mount Auburn describes itself as "a rare natural oasis-open to all-for serenity, solace and inspiration. Story Chapel is near the entrance, which we found to be ornate with its stained glass.
I was in the middle of reading The Moon and Sixpence and didn't have a particular poem I was looking at and the cemetery itself is far from being one of the oldest in Boston or Cambridge. In any event, W. S. Maugham writes, "Art is a manifestation of emotion." and describes the relation of the protagonist to another character by using the expression, "We took a fancy one another." and I'm waiting for the narrator to interact further with a female character in the novel. In the cemetery are Longfellow, Holmes, Lowell, and, among others, Winslow Homer.

Scott Lord

Crumpets with Donna, "I need you" added to "Goodnight, I Love You"

   Actually, I mentioned to her that the crumpets were like pancakes on the reverse side. Sunday morning were neglected church, in short because although she likes to sing hymns, her pastor won't perform a wedding ceremony between a Christian church member and an agnostic. I told him to fuck. I'm glad that I saw a local publication extolling a group of "non-believers adhering to humanism" because it reinforced my thinking of "Pray for people, don't send them into misery with religious quarrels." Compassion and empathy are very necessary to romance, to the extent that if you feel romantic about someone and insist on using politeness, while your being polite to your lover, there will have to be some kindness that will shine through. She often questions sex as being integral to love, to where I told her, "Just call it making love." so the game of attraction and being sexually attracted can be the chess game of politeness, that goes to a deeper level.
     We've been a couple since the beginning of June, so last night it heightened to where knowing that an "I love you" was expected within the plateaus of arousal, I replaced it with and "I need you", to which she responded with , "I need you".
     After we went to brunch, I took a walk "for a little while" by the river, which at that juncture is a canal untill
you reach a bridge. It was an exception, but we took a walk together later for coffee. Include crumpets with butter to my exploits.
     In bed I said, "I promise" and she said "promise what" and I replied, "That I won't tell you, but I just promise" What I was thinking was that I would promise not to remember her in way that would not include my trying to understand her as a person; that I wouldn't think of anything about her that  during our first three our four months may have needed my sensitivity and a deeper acknowledgement of who she is and what can be. For example if she was overly concerned with the will of God and his plans for man, which isn't exactly the only thing there may have been. Wondering if she is fluctuating between 124 lbs and 123lbs during a two hour film isn't exactly one of the other things that I promised to overlook either, but frustrations and stress and the inner workings of menapause probably affect many women. By and large, relationships develop in the same way characters in a novel become more fully articulated, so why not give a real human being the same patience as a fictional character would have.
     My novel: I came up with a scenario that Van Helsing and Dracula were both dead and Sherlock Holmes would battle Harker. Harker moving about and amidst the living.
     I opened my mail box after not seeing it for two weeks. The only thing sent to me by the post office was the WHRB Program Guide. Scheduled for tonight is not only Piano concerto No 1 in B-flat (Tchaikovsky) but Romeo and Juliet, Op. 64 (Prokofiev). The happen to play Princeton this week (At least Beat Yale) We'll most likely be watching a mystery in bed.

Scott Lord

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Scott Lord: Film (Samuel Beckett silent 1965)- "see Sherlock Jr."

I downloaded this in bed while Donna was alseep. Thank you Dr. Hammond and the Castle by Sea for everything: I like your impeccable library and its cobweb magazine rack: keep me on spiritual remote.

Since I don't use wifi, I had my Dell on my thighs after we made love. After we made love, and I'll add a love scene to my novel about my lips on her thighs and my arms reaqching up to lightly touch her nipples, we washed up and each had a bowl of cereal- Life (oatsquares) with honey is superfantastic. I uploaded the film into You Tube as she layed there untill 2:00. We have windchimes that we bought at Hammond Castle that hang from a Stained Glass Cross and I thought two things: it takes that to write and I was going to wish her a beautiful morning- not after what I've lived through was I not going to make her morning beautiful.
Please enjoy the thought behind Film by Samuel Becket. As someone who would have studied art, I prefer the descriptive love form for characterization and poetic prose to theater and screenplay.
     It was remarkable that while we were making love we got to where we only needed to say two things during passion:
"I Love You Donna"
"I Love You Scott"
Thoughtfully, she was sick last weekend and I'm that glad that she feels better and we are back to intimacy. I told her there is intimacy after after intimacy.

Love beyond all reason; love the reason for everything.

Donna:Romantic Evening together

I'm in a coffee shop: the last time I was here, Donna bought me coffee. Last night we took another shower together: I walked her backwards into the bathroom slowly by kissing her stomach while I was on my knees. It's my place to remind her that its the male that proposes marriage. And she's cute with her hair wet.  Her favorite dinner is tuna, rice, and cheese soup. She puts jelly on hers. I bought her a bowl to cook and serve it and replaced it twice-after dinner, she matched a film in bed and I filmed her on You Tube, but she asked me to keep the footage private. Under two minutes.