Homicides Ritual And Opportunistic
PROGRESS REPORT
New Words: 1600 on Chapter 3 ("Spirit, Faith, and Reason") of Arizona. There is one Hopi-on-Spanish homicide of a friar, followed by a ritual Navajo-on-Hopi homicide that the Hopi specifically asked for.
Total Words: 96350.
Reason For Stopping: Lunch and work.
Book Years: 1629-33.
Mammalian Assistance: Nate scouted the Writing Room for Snollygosters, then settled in for a little while to guard it until my writing was well underway. Vegas hasn't come by for a few days, I suspect partly because I won't let him mess with the keyboard or the proto-Hohokam artifacts sitting on the computer, and partly because why lay in a mostly unheated room when he has sunny windows available for lounging?
Exercise: Walking Tucker around the neighborhood.
Stimulants: None.
Today's Opening Passage(s): This time, the Spaniards did not go away, and nothing the Hopitu holy men and women did lessened their power. The sorcerer the Kikmongwi also sought out proved useless. Even when Fray Francisco was not at Walpi-which was much of the time-his power still held sway.
He was a strange man, Masitsuvio thought. In his spiritual warfare he was the most ferocious warrior Masitsuvio had ever known; but for what he called his Christian flock, he was stern but fair and even friendly. Much like an Apache.
Darling Du Jour: The sight of the boy suddenly amazed him-Omawtiwa was almost no longer a boy. Thirteen, nearly as tall as his father, nearly ready to hunt with the men. He would need to find his own power, his own strength, among the Spaniards who dominated them. Masitsuvio placed his hands on his son’s temples as if he could give Omawtiwa the last of his own power.
“You are the cloud,” the father said. In fact that was what Omawtiwa’s name meant. “Always do as the cloud does. Blow with the strong breeze, but always bring the rain when you are needed, or the storm when you are angry.” Those were the last words he would ever speak to his son.
Non-Research / Review Books In Progress: Farmer; Bragg.
New Words: 1600 on Chapter 3 ("Spirit, Faith, and Reason") of Arizona. There is one Hopi-on-Spanish homicide of a friar, followed by a ritual Navajo-on-Hopi homicide that the Hopi specifically asked for.
Total Words: 96350.
Reason For Stopping: Lunch and work.
Book Years: 1629-33.
Mammalian Assistance: Nate scouted the Writing Room for Snollygosters, then settled in for a little while to guard it until my writing was well underway. Vegas hasn't come by for a few days, I suspect partly because I won't let him mess with the keyboard or the proto-Hohokam artifacts sitting on the computer, and partly because why lay in a mostly unheated room when he has sunny windows available for lounging?
Exercise: Walking Tucker around the neighborhood.
Stimulants: None.
Today's Opening Passage(s): This time, the Spaniards did not go away, and nothing the Hopitu holy men and women did lessened their power. The sorcerer the Kikmongwi also sought out proved useless. Even when Fray Francisco was not at Walpi-which was much of the time-his power still held sway.
He was a strange man, Masitsuvio thought. In his spiritual warfare he was the most ferocious warrior Masitsuvio had ever known; but for what he called his Christian flock, he was stern but fair and even friendly. Much like an Apache.
Darling Du Jour: The sight of the boy suddenly amazed him-Omawtiwa was almost no longer a boy. Thirteen, nearly as tall as his father, nearly ready to hunt with the men. He would need to find his own power, his own strength, among the Spaniards who dominated them. Masitsuvio placed his hands on his son’s temples as if he could give Omawtiwa the last of his own power.
“You are the cloud,” the father said. In fact that was what Omawtiwa’s name meant. “Always do as the cloud does. Blow with the strong breeze, but always bring the rain when you are needed, or the storm when you are angry.” Those were the last words he would ever speak to his son.
Non-Research / Review Books In Progress: Farmer; Bragg.