Seldom does anything bad come from dancing

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Every so often my characters surprise me with their wisdom. I’ll be writing away, happily trying to convey some occurrence crucial to my plot, and one of them will interrupt the action with a remark that causes me to pause and wonder where that came from.

Yesterday I sent the manuscript for my fifth novel off to my editor Joel. Big happy moment. I like to give the beginning and the end one last read before I do that, and I stumbled across the scene above. The fire dancer from Kiribati, Afi, has always been wise in my mind, and here he was once again surprising me with something insightful.

It might not have struck me except for the fact that I am mildly addicted to another blog. Every day Cathryn Wellner sends me a short blurb about something that gives her hope, and most days whatever she has found gives me hope as well. Yesterday she wrote about Officer Jeff Krebs of Kansas City Missouri, a man who is a lousy dancer, but uses his poor attempts at street dancing to reach out to the generally mistrusting youth around him. Visit this post Ferguson, Missouri is not Everywhere, nor Everyone and while you are there you may wish to check out some of her other dollops of good cheer.

You can also go straight to the video of Officer Krebs dance here. It’s not particularly impressive footwork, but he lends support to Afi’s point. Good things generally come from trying to dance.

 

Jump for Joy

Click to visit Jump for Joy

Click to visit Jump for Joy

When I started blogging to promote my books, I had no idea the extent to which entering the world of bloggers would be its own reward. There is a joy to keeping a journal, and a feeling of accomplishment in working to make it interesting, well-written and attractive to others. Better than that, though, is that when random people like a post of yours, you look at their blog. And so many times you discover something wonderful.

I’ve been using the phrase “dance for joy” as a tag line for my novel y1. One of the main characters is a fire dancer from Kiribati and the story itself centers around the human need to seek joy in one’s own life. But jumping for joy is close, so when I came across a blog called Jump for Joy I had to check it out. Wow. It is a photo project “Showcasing the beauty of the human spirit — in mid-air — around the world”.

If looking through these beautiful photos of all kinds of people everywhere leaping into the air doesn’t make you smile all the way down to your bones, I don’t what will. Visit them and enjoy!

 

Dance hard

One of the joys of creating a Facebook page for my collection of novels 46. Ascending has been the way it has given me reason to seek out other pages I enjoy and to share some of my favorite finds.

dancingI love this! But it fits so very much better here on this blog about dancing and joy than it does on my books’ Facebook page, so here it is. Not sure what the exact etiquette is on mixing and matching the two worlds, so please drop by the wonderful Facebook page called TabooJive and show them some appreciation. There is much else there to enjoy.

While you’re at it, please drop by my Facebook page Number 46. Ascending, and look around as well.