If you haven’t noticed I have been writing a lot of the Ayn Jones saga these days. I have even skipped over some of the other posts and did that instead this week. Science fiction is an irresistible draw for me. Blame Robert Heinlein. I have loved science fiction most of my life and now I am actually writing it and I find the feeling intoxicating. I almost became a rocket scientist or at least an engineer. Space is something I feel is our last great frontier for mankind. My spirit is actually out there somewhere because that is a place I love to think about the possibilities.
This is not a Rabyd Writer’s Soul but my writing this week has been more a reflection of spirit than soul. To fly between worlds, to see new places that no one has ever seen is always in my heart and I think imagination coupled with science fiction is one way to do that even if I never actually get to experience it first hand. So the saga of Ayn Jones has been my outlet this week for a desire to see the stars that I may never fulfill. She is my surrogate so to speak.
Spiritually, I suppose I seek the same thing in a different way. To reach out and touch the Face of God.
No rundown this week.
Blessings and Cheers!!!