So, today was the last day of the workshop that I’m a part of. I managed to make it there on time, but as I was walking, the rain and snow was assaulting my umbrella like crazy. The winds were also bad; they almost blew the umbrella out of my hands. Anyways, things at the workshop went well. We all got certificates to show that we completed the workshop. Mine is in my room, near the window.
Speaking of which, during the workshop, I looked out the window a few things and noticed that some large chunks of snow were falling from the sky. For a moment, I thought the snow has turned into hail.
After the workshop, I went to my dorm room and spent some time working on a new novel. I had a club meeting at 5. I got there a little late. Also, I think the wind broke my umbrella. Luckily, the snow and rain stopped by the time the meeting ended.
We spent most of the meeting praying. We pray at the end of every meeting, but this time, the whole meeting was about praying. It was great, and we plan on doing it again; at least once every month.
So, like I said, I’m working on a new novel. I’m calling it, “The Dimensions of Living”. It’s going to be about a woman who makes new friends and finds the meaning of life. I’m thinking about making it a satirical novel.
Here is the summary: Simonetta Morgan a was single, 27-year-old, introverted woman. She lived alone in a large house in the suburban area outside the city of Charlotte, North Carolina. She had stringy, black hair, green eyes, and alabaster skin. Her parents passed away shortly after she was born, and was thus put into many foster homes over the course of her life. She was married once, and had not dated anyone since the tragic death of her husband, who she was married to for only seven months. By day, she was the owner and manager of a small gift and souvenir shop. By night, she operated and hosted an internet radio station.
Her life was fairly routine, until one day, she absentminded walked into the little of the street, causing two cars and a truck to crash into one another. The drivers, one arrogant socialite, one smart-aleck attorney, and one short-tempered truck driver, became furious with her and decide to file a civil lawsuit against her. The lawsuit, if won in the favor of the three persons, would bankrupt her, forcing her to give up her shop and her home. She was given several weeks to find an attorney who could help her build her case, however, for the first day of the first week, she was too busy with dealing with her rising panic.
Then, some nights after the accident, she received a mysterious call telling her to go to the café near the local college campus. When she went to the café, she was greeted with a young man. A college student who was a huge fan of her radio station. He had heard about the lawsuit and wanted to offer her help. From there, Simonetta met new and interesting of people, from a renowned psychologist to a revered clairvoyant, from an ambitious artist to a young boy from Nepal. She went to new and interesting places . Most importantly, however, she learned that there were many dimensions to herself, and what it truly meant to live.
I’m still working on it, but once I get the first chapter done, I’ll post it on the site.
That’s all for now. Have a lovely night!