Feeding fact to fiction

I'm here in beautiful High Point, just outside of Greensboro, NC proper, to research the local 'feel' and visit a few of the museums and parks in the area. I wanted to make sure I wasn't goofing up on, well, I had no idea where I needed help, so came to make sure I wasn't misrepresenting anything or anyone, living or dead.

I left the gate at Ted Stevens International Airport in the wee hours on Sunday October 28, 2012 with all the monitors providing news updates about the impending tsunami approaching the Sitka area and arrived twelve hours later (finally) at Greensboro Airport with their bright boxes warning about Hurricane Sandy and her cousins, the winter storms from Canada, who would be arriving in a couple of days. Coast to coast chaos: what a time to travel!

For right now, the power is still on, a cool, wet wind is blowing outside, and I am snuggled under a deep comforter here at The Inn at Greensboro Airport, blogging after fine tuning my itinerary for my fact checking tour. I had to switch the order of a few investigative sites because I didn't want to travel west to the mountains on Tuesday. Snow is expected and, although I have lots of experience with driving on that cold and slippery 'stuff,' I'm not too sure about everyone else. I'll spend Tuesday inside the many museums in the area, safe, warm, and dry.

Feeding fact to fiction: My first book, NAKED IN THE WINTER WIND, starts on October 30, 2012. I wrote the story four years ago and postdated it. I needed at least two of my characters to have solar-powered cell phones. They didn't have them (that I could find) in 2008. Guess what? They have them now. Although they aren't common in the US, they are available elsewhere and are in the hands of two of my lovely ladies of fiction. So, since it has already taken so long to get this story into digital readers, I decided to wait a couple more months and make everything factual. The weather reports: they'll be in there. Anything else that happens here in Greensboro, up until Halloween night, will be, too.

Oh, and the picture below is totally random. I'm not using my own computer, but did have a picture of a couple of wild and crazy teenagers (my daughter is the one who can't decide on a hair color) getting ready for Zombie Fest.

I'm hoping the next book will be out in a month or so. I just have to get my editor to make his suggestions and then it's out there on Amazon (e-book version will come first)

Adios!
Dani Haviland, author
The Fairies Saga
www.danihaviland.com

Time travel: We'll figure it out eventually

So, just how does one travel through time?

In my opinion, time travel must involve, or be associated with, magnetism (think Bermuda Triangle and other places on earth). Mysterious 'stuff' happens in those areas which also happen to be hot spots for magnetic activity.

Are the disappearances (Philadelphia Experiment) random? I don't know and last I heard, those who disappear are shy, shun the limelight, and haven't been too chatty about their experiences. Or maybe they just have decided not to come forward for fear of ridicule. It is still a touchy subject and those who have spoken out have been threatened, labeled as insane, or simply disappeared.

So, how is the time destination directed? Is there some sort of Jules Verne Time Machine with a mechanical counter, or maybe a vintage DeLorean  with an LED display that races to 88 MPH, that the traveler uses to dial in a date and time for transport? In the Haviland Theory of Time Travel (still under investigation),  the human mind, of which we only use a fraction, should (must?) be an integral element, a 'super-processor' used to direct the traveler to a precise time destination. 

{Physical transportation is an entirely different topic and has nothing to do with my theory. There is no hole through the middle of the earth blasting the traveler from Arizona to Australia in a single flicker. He or she must use traditional methods of transportation to change his or her physical venue. Physical transportation ala Star Trek transporters is for someone else to investigate.}

Whether or not we figure out the method(s) to bend, twist, or fold time in our lifetime, I consider it a future science, like aviation was to Leonardo da Vinci. It simply needs to be discovered when the time is right. In the meantime, creative minds of the world will prepare the human race for its discovery by making it familiar, comfortable, and acceptable in our lives, by means of books and movies of fiction. The proof will come soon enough, I'm sure; maybe even in my lifetime.

Dani Haviland, author

THE FAIRIES SAGA
www.danihaviland.com 

 

The bliss of writing

"You discover you have wings when you open a book."

 I'm not sure who penned those impressive words, but they're found on posts, blogs, and posters in libraries and bookstores worldwide.

So, as someone who writes these books, who do I feel? The same? Oh, no, even better still:

"If YOU have wings when you open a book, can you imagine how an author feels? She carefully creates people then disposes of them at a whim, sets up scenarios where her characters are challenged, letting them succeed or fail, suffer indignities or revel in uninhibited bliss. Time travel is no hindrance, age reversal a few keystrokes away. Each trial or passion to endure or suffer occurs according to HER direction

Ah, when I write, I feel as if I have wings that never tire, territories I can cover without restrictions of time, range, or fatigue. I'm immune to harsh criticism because these are MY friends and family; I have only exposed as much of them as I desire to the world. They are untouchable, unalterable, by others. I am satisfied with myself because I made the effort to bring forth my world and its people, ignoring those despicable words, 'You can't do that!'" 

Dani Haviland

below: Basye's Purple, a tough, hardy, and unusually colored rose