Chapter One: Untitled - Scott Lord in love new novel

Please visit the new revision of my novel at the below link. I had been writing a novel when Donna and I began seeing each other and I haven't written any more of it yet but have been blogging rather while waiting for a first paragraph.
     What happenned was, we took a shower, (which is the room where I had first proposed, or brought the idea of it up), went to get the mail and found out that we I would be formally moving in, after our vitually living together for months, if not ten months, and we then had a pizza to celebrate. The scene lends itself to a first chapter. The flashback material can be in the form of reminiscent conversation, eg. "Remember the poinsettia we had at Christmas? Did you want it as much as the roses?"

I also this week replaced our poinsettia with a philodendrom.

Chapter One: Untitled - Scott Lord in love new novel:

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"Donna and I live together" I worked with her last week.

I have to make Donna a get well blog entry. She's on bedrest a week after I thought I had a possible "life-threatening disease like kidney dialysis", which I don't. It was interesting to have to answer the person working in the coffee shop who was getting too conversational with my, "Donna and I live together." When she was having her coffee we realized that it has now been for the last 10 and a half months. Last week she asked me to work with her Friday and then for the five day week following. She was beginning to feel sick on Friday so I'll look through the periodicals I usually read from between 1900-1930 and find something as an old-fashioned get well card. She worked in Copley Square, Boston before we met, so I held out this illustration- most full page magazine ads from before 1930 can now serve as posters. Scott Lord silent film

Easter

My "tests were normal". No prescription, i.e. I kicked it. It looked serious. While waiting I got a quick e-mail hello from the discjockey on Magic.106.7, David Allen Boucher and he was the only "writer" with which I corresponded.  Donna listens to the station, not I, so I noted that this week I had been listening to The Sunny Side of Life, by Gordon Lightfoot and 99 Miles from L.A by Art Garfuncle/Albert Hammond and Mine for Me by Rod Stewart. I worked with Donna Friday morning, and by all accounts might be working with her tommorow morning- usually I type when she's there
This morning:
The little girl next door then brought us luck and two easter eggs. I asked her her name and she introduced herself as Madeline.

Donna asked to go to church and we attended the Park Street Church for our second service there. Actually, In like the building and they included a hymn today by Charles Wesley. I like the artist enough to include a link.

Dore Bible Gallery, Vol. 9:

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Anne of Green Gables in Photoplay:Jan-Jun 1920-The evening with Donna

I was on my way to Mass General from Government Center when she called me. Thoughts of my own death, nearly for the first time. I went back to her apartment and she allowed me to sleep. I'm weak. I hadn't experienced it in this way, so it is time for reflection. She me made dinner, a fish sandwich.
She mentioned Anne of Green Gables and I found this copy. Its the novelization of the film adaptation . If you need this copy, its just something I would give her if she liked.

Scott Lord Silent Film



Photoplay (Volume 17-18) Jan-Jun 1920:

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A rose for Donna, the weekend we slept late

Friday I brought Donna a rose and we were thinking of going to Boston Saturday morning, and then returning again for a church service at The Park Street Church, which we attended together last week. She had an odd question, whether God would forgive her if she didn't make it to the service-so when she was shopping for clothes and I saw a King James Bible, I noticed a volume of ecclesiastical poetry with passages laid out in concordance for specific times of meditation. I brought her a jewelry box to go with it. We did go to breakfast (eggs and french toast) yesterday (Saturday) morning but have really allowed the weather to keep us here.
I got a little bit of a jolt when looking for copies of films to study when I came across a Harold Pinter, meaning writing a novel can always be sensitivity-depth, so it is with that in mind that I thought of her and whether she would like a book.

Film history, theory and Criticism while waiting to write more of my novel.

Art History:Masaccio-Donna and I attended the Park Street Church,Boston

I was very glad this evening to listen to Donna sing in church again. We attended a service at the Park Street Church in Boston. I like the church and we will probably return regularly but-Get ready for this: the program literally reads "and deliver us from the Evil One" Doesn't that give the concept of an anti-Christ, if one ever really existed, a little too much angelic power over our free will; like its modern and weird? but nevertheless its the Pater Noster. (Where in Latin does it make Evil equal to a thinking being with volitio?) In any event, the minister seemed sincere. To me, at my age, there were too many rhetorical questions for any lecture or sermon, but that's his technique of the homiletic.
Of course, I was there because Donna wanted to go, not to debate agnosticism; therefore I had a beautiful time and we are deeper in our relationship for having gone together. I understand her more than I would have. She did happen to study art history at an all girl Catholic college (Georgian Court College), so I have included a copy of the painting that the minister had on the screen of the altar (the narthax if I'm correct ). It was on an oaktag projector and was painted by Masaccio in 1426-27.
Its an amazing painting for that early in the fifteenth century: look at England and Sweden during the year 1426. Its title is Expulsion from the Garden of Eden.

The musicians did quite well this evening- the music is there to express a love for God, or a love of the human beings that were sent here by a God, by proxy. The text was from the book of Galatians and Genesis about the "removal of a curse by the Savior Lord, Jesus Christ", which infers the theme that after the expulsion from the garden of eden, God later showed compassion, if not forgiveness, to man. If the bible did read "deliver us from the Evil One" rather than "Lead us not into temptation" then eventually you would tend to ask, "did god kill his only son", which no one seems to ask; its more that he vicariously condones the sin of man and allows it to deliver a shot to the throne just to proove his omnipotent point.

But we who are in love, we who love each other, we who make love- went together. Sunday, not much to ask. (I appreciated a cup of coffee in that ancient edifice so much, it was built before 1820)