Finishing up on the short story, "The Ghosts of Ashland," writing on location in my adopted town. Today's writing, as I climbed the cliff toward the ending, seemed like I was decorating a room, rearranging furniture and trying different color paints. "Does this work here? Let's move that paragraph over there." Part of that is the old exposition matter for me. I think and add in layers, expanding on details, and I like those details. But then, the details get too thick. Some need re-arranged to improve the pace. Such was the case today.
Had a blast with the Mind. Everyone -- well, most classes of people and animals -- have a Mind implanted in their head. Helps with communication systems and protocols and provides different sorts of filters for virtual reality dealings, marketing offers, and teleporting. A Mind is also useful for learning and storing information, reviewing what you've seen and heard, and is essential for coping with your after death, when you're resuscitated. According to studies, over 90% of the worlds' populations over the age of one month had died and was resuscitated at least once. Bogey, being part of corporate military organizations his entire life from age seventeen on, had died numerous times. It was an essential part of his life. Death had left little impact on him, mostly.
And no, that's not why he sees ghosts. That's just a matter of genetics and greed.
Causes Michael Seidel Supports
Kiva, Women's International League for Peace and Freedom, Propublica.org, Doctors Without Borders, GreaterGood.com