QUERY IN THE BLOGOSPHERE~

 

                                    

March 15, 2010, Eight PM

 

Ladies and Gentlemen:

 

Greetings! The following is query toward publication of my collective works; the lines below are from my work called: "Serendipity" which I am promoting here. For your information, Serendipity is one of two of my narratives. Additionally I have a book in development; I also have a substantial Collection of poems and Song poems in flux.

 

For instance, in abbreviated form, (forty lines only), "poetry.com" has a small collection of my poems. Search "Rosemarie (Columban) Dundon" if you wish. (The poems there are formatted to fit a forty-line dialogue box).

 

Actually Google, (my name) and you'll get a wide variety of good reading!

 

Hence, at long last, I submit my query. I Thank you! for your time, attention to detail and industry circumspect. For your information, my resume, bio and standard cover letter are also attached for your perusal.

 

Let me include a synopsis: It is thus~The discourse in this narrative is three things:

1)The development of a Moral Compass, Personal Philosophy and view

2)The coming of age, or "Passing of the Torch," and

3)The Examined life. The point comes clear that one should not take it lightly that they must earn their place at "the adults table."  It asks: Are we too free? Our position in the cosmos is also a reverie here.

 

The speakers are: God Himself, Omnipotent, all Powerful, and Lugh:  Who was once thought to be "The presiding deity of all human knowledge and all artistic and medicinal skill," a Young Lass, Deirdre, Her beau, Tom, and Her Grandma, "Nanny."

 

 

 

Development:

Early on Deirdre gets rid of her muse, and substitutes that relationship with one in kind, one to her maker.  Like shedding skin, fledgling like, she attempts to understand "The Flower of One's Age," They develop a thesis.

 

Exchange: A discourse it attempted to discuss what is commonly understood about dating, theology, philosophy, relationships, what is right and wrong, and our relationship with our maker.

 

"The Elephant in the room": The idea of the exercise of free will and the free will concept leave her bereft. We discuss the progression of time and what a person's life is and isn't; we discuss what one calls knowledge today and what was once "Fact." A sense of the mission in life, and finding it, are related, debated and enumerated.

 

Progression:

A gypsy appears at an opportune moment and gives a reading without a fee, to deliver a message "from beyond here." She recommends that the couple take a trip "mountain climbing," and soon they are at the precipice, in search of a "love of the unselfish kind."

 

Precipice:

They reach a plateau and an understanding of love, life and liberty. Nanny breaks up the momentum before much can transpire. Once home again, their discourse picks up and they decide to "marry and not tarry." Toward the end, there is a progression toward old age implied. First, Deirdre wants more information on what is, what should be and what to do. Nanny offers her best allegories... Nanny dies, and it is recognized "how fragile, temporal and insignificant are we..." (This would easily be a trilogy. I have a skewed second narrative which is still in development, called: "Eudora and friends)."

 

Their resolve~

The joys of life and death as a harsh reality are without retort, and they decide to live the best that they see fit and to the extent that they are able.

 

You might be better served with actual excerpts which may suit you best. I am not a good salesperson. (You would know that if you've read my resume...)

 

The first and last words belong to God, Omnipotent…

God closes with, "       I am not a myth, and I will reach them how I please; whether it is through you or "The First Mover"[1] question, or some newly found information.

            Some of these same great thinkers perhaps think not that I may only want a dialogue between the scientists and the believers.  In my time, I reveal all I want to be known. [2]

 

As an aside, One's perspective is imperishable, and style 'tis original firstly, and best of all, all we have are ourselves discovering a world of endless learning. Perhaps my views are dated, but they are authentic, effective and reasonably interesting, I understand. My bio and resume are attached to this communiqué.

 

Thank you for your critique.

 

God Speed.

Rosemarie

 

In case you're still interested, the narrative begins thus:

 

God:                Ah, a gathering of all the "must see people;" the bright and the beautiful ones, the haves, the capitalists, the gabbers, and the other halves; it's a dinner and a dance a chance for love and romance.

                        It may take an entire lifetime for most to learn that there are loves and then there are other friends whom stay far beyond the reaches of youth, earthly beauty and this lifetime; they awaken each other to all life has to offer; they offer constancy, goodness, fruitfulness and peace. Seek the beauty within first, but do not be blind to what I have made, be it comeliness or intellect or both.

                         Leave your purpose to me, and just "Come back the way you left"[3], complete, an angel of heaven, equipped with all he needs to overcome the darkness of the world of man; you will age, and return to me whither you choose to or not. In the end, even if you have denied and defied me in life, you will come back as either my child or my adversary. Remember that the head is the portal of the soul; do not defile either.

                        Disobey me all your earthly years, but when I say, "Come," you will;[4] enjoy your dancing years, and when wisdom and age have come, whether they arrive together or not, advise and guide the younger; tell them they should "…not to be enslaved to the body and the appetites,"[5] like you have already been warned, because you know quite well you will shed the body and go on our way to paradise or some other station elsewhere.

                        Considering yourself always on "stand-by" to a flight to heaven, to the throne of God, you must live each day as if it were your last to the best of your ability. Cherish each other, all, because there are no disposable persons. Always in your life be as a small child,[6] curious and inquisitive, speculative, hopeful, but never combative, cruel or mischievous. Above all, cast away any arrogance, no matter your learning or experience; conceit[7] is treachery and a pathway beyond hubris, and eventually, your own early demise. Do not come to me too soon, because of your own folly, instead come when I am ready, when all I sent you for is accomplished. Walk with all your ancestors in tow.

 

I know in the least you are amused. It would be great to hear from you if you were to request the rest of the manuscript. In any case, I thank you

again for your attention, focus and industry.

 

Yours truly,

Rosemarie Columban Dundon

E: ballyvalleygirl1@verizon.net.