SoCS : “Intoxication and Intimacy”

This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme.

The idea is simple – post an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt -this week’s is in.

It’s November, and, for me, that means NaNoWriMo. For this month, I’ll be using the prompts to inspire passages of my novel-in-progress, The Earth Doth Move.

This week’s post is a little different. When I read the prompt, I realized that I’d just written a stream-of-consciousness passage that fit perfectly. A little warning – there are mild drug references in this passage, so, if you find those offensive, this might not be the post for you. I went where the story carried me.

I’ve got another 615 words, the beginning of a bonfire scene. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Spock, his family, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful even when I’m not logical!

Spock sat, watching the flow of humans bathed in the light of the fire, listening to the surging and falling of the waves, an unseen but deeply felt powerful force that tugged at him.

It was late, and the humans seemed to be clustering, now, in small groups – couples, and sometimes more. He longed for Mara, but she was on duty tonight, and couldn’t find anyone to switch.

“Hey, I heard you were here all by your lonesome. If you smile for me, I’ll share some of this, and maybe we can go for a walk along the beach.”

Spock had indulged in a pitcher of sangria, and his body was consumed in the flickering of the fire and the song of the waves, the light murmuring chatter of the others, some passing a variety of devices between them, to the potent smell of cannabis. He smiled, enjoying the way the firelight caught in her eyes and sent ever-varying shadows over her face…almost, he could feel T’Lys coming alive within him. “What is ‘this’ precisely?”

“Well, I heard a rumor you know about cannabis, and have enjoyed it more than once or twice. Is that true?”

“It is true, Darna. I find it -most agreeable.’

“Well, then, I think you’re going to love mine. I’ll let you in on a little secret, but you have to keep it to yourself, OK?”

“‘Tis in my memory locked, and you yourself shall keep the key of it.’”

“I didn’t know you knew Shakespeare. You are definitely the most – fascinating- Vulcan I’ve ever met.”

“You mentioned a secret, Darna.”

She flopped down next to him and reclined on his blanket,her head propped up on one elbow. “I grow it myself, back home. I’ve been doing it since I was fifteen or so, I guess. What I harvest- it’s parsecs better than anything else you’ll find in this town. But I don’t want people to know that. It’s my secret.”

“I will not tell.” She had a bag of a size that made it unlikely that it only held cannabis. “Have you something else to share with me this night, Darna?”

“Not here by the fire. This part’s not a secret; but I’ve only got enough for two, so maybe we could take a couple of torches and the blanket with us, and find a little spot a bit further up the beach. It’s the hour when that’s expected.”

“I had noticed that the number of people gathered around the fire is significantly reduced.” He rose, and dared to offer her his hand. She took it, and Spock focused on his breathing until he adjusted to the touch. Then he rolled the blanket, and they each took a burning stick from the fire – someone had seen that there were several of medium thickness, and, along the beach, little bits of firelight bobbed.

They didn’t speak as they walked, but, often, she pulled him in close, running her hands down his back to his hips, and he kissed her, with increasing fervor. It was clear in her mind- she desired him, and there would be no games, tonight, unless they were his. Her hunger was a pure hot flame within her, and Spock responded to that – with his own fiery passion, born upon the sands of Vulcan, and with that of T’Lys that was stretching and rousing within him.

They found a secluded space in the lea of a dune, where waving grasses provided an extra measure of intimacy and camouflage. “The tide’s coming in,” she said. “So we don’t want to get any closer to the shoreline – in case we’re too distracted to notice.”

 

Enjoy stream-of consciousness writing? Anyone can play, so long as they are willing to follow a few simple rules. See you next week, for another live-streaming look into the lovely chaos in my mind! =)

Join in or read more SoCS posts here!

A Snowy Feather in My Nest: November 19, 2014

Wanna ROW with us?

Is it just me, or does November seem to be rushing by and taking its own sweet time, all at once?

I keep getting confused about what the date is. We’ve had some out-of-rhythm days here, and those tend to throw me a little. Add in NaNo, and well – I’ll know when the month is over, I’m sure. Right now, I’m a little perplexed and bewildered…but that’s an OK state to be in, when I’m half-lost in a story reality.

I also have some exciting news to share! One of my goals for this round was to revise my short story, “A Splash of Red”, and submit it to the brand new literary anthology, World Unknown Review. I managed to get it in just before the deadline – and I found out late Sunday that it was accepted!

This is my first short story to be published, and it’s -get this! – a paying market! My story will help to launch this new project, and go out into the wider world, testing out its new wings!

Or something like that. It’s 6am, and I haven’t been to bed yet…so I’m a bit muddled.

On that note, on to the ROWing!

November Focuses:

  • Complete rough draft of The Earth Doth Move (NaNo 2014).

  • All fitness and nutrition goals.

  • Maintain blogging goals.

Target Attained:

2014 Hometending:

Maintain email Inbox at a manageable level (below 333 for November, due to NaNo).

  • 126/333.
  • Still well under my comfort level, but little behind in emptying, this week, due to my workout and a NaNoWriMo Write-In.

Continue using calendar app to manage my time.

  • Reviewed and adapted November blogging plans.

2014 Lifetending:

Return to exploring Play Jar slips in a playful, FUN way!

2014 Fitness:

At least one strenuous home/yardtending activity each week.

  • Spent time cleaning up yard, trimming weeds, and building/tending the fire.

Dance, swim, or play physically with kids at least once each week.

2014 Nutrition:

  • Drink one glass/bottle of water each day.

Maintain existing nutrition goals ( soup).

  • Chicken and wild rice.

ROW80 Sponsor duties:

  • Visit my “team” twice weekly.

  • Visit other ROWers as time and energy permit.

Play Jar slips from the past…

On Target:

2014 Blogging:

Build positive blogging habits – post regularly, answer comments, and share diversely.

  • Comment answering and visiting have been more or less wretched, with the recent off-kilter schedule. I will be doing better over the next few days!

  • Sharing might have been diverse, but I really wasn’t paying much attention…

2014 Writing:

Complete first draft of The Earth Doth Move, as my November NaNo project.

  • Current Chapter: 6/20

  • Current Scene: 21/60

  • Word Count: 74,039/~125,000

  • New Words: 12,427

  • New Pages: 22

  • I’m running behind where I hoped to be; I’ve had a bit of a lull, but I feel the momentum starting to build again, now…

2014 Hometending:

Continue cleaning and organizing my study.

  • An item or two; not a real focus for this session.

2014 Lifetending:

Read 2 of the 8 TBR books on the bookcase by my bed.

  • The Road Less Traveled: page 318/318. Completed!

  • The Unschooling Handbook: page 38/224. I read this book when my now-teen was a toddler; it seems like a good time to reread. It’s a relatively simple, quick format.

  • 1/2 Books complete.

Continue my FutureLearn class, Exploring Play, until finished.

  • Still at 37% complete. Week 3/7. Class has ended; I’ll keep going!

2014 Fitness:

Plan at least two monthly excursions that promote physical activity.

  • Trip to Chuck E. Cheese for a birthday party.
  • 1/ 2 excursions complete.

Weekly workout at the Y;4 weight-bearing exercises/machines for arms/legs/core weekly.

  • Not quite. Only two core exercises; NaNo-abbreviated workout.

Treadmill: 18 minute mile, walking/jogging; using “Rolling Hills” Program.

  • 19.27 minute mile. A little ways to go…
  • Still standing at this marker; no treadmill this week.

Build to one half mile walking/jogging on the track each week.

  • Skipped the track this week.

Recumbent bike: 8 miles in 30 minutes, using an interval program.

  • Pedaled a mile; NaNo-abbreviated workout.

Add time on elliptical, arc trainer, and/or rowing machines: goal is 10 minutes on each, at least twice monthly.

  • Skipped these this week.

2014 Nutrition:

Maintain existing nutrition goals (yogurt; nuts; grains).

  • 1/2 Greek yogurt.

  • 1/ 2 nuts (sea salted cashews).

  • 2/3 grain (whole grain bread).

Maintain existing nutrition goals (smoothies/salads).

  • 2/5; both salads.

Eat fresh vegetables other than salads (raw or cooked), and/or fresh fruits at least 3 times each week.

  • 1/3; extra veggies on a sub.

Not Yet:

2014 Blogging:

  • Build blogging queues.

2014 Hometending:

  • Complete the family room reset.

  • Continue the massive kitchen reset.

  • Take time at least once a week to simply be in my study.

2014 Lifetending:

2014 Fitness:

  • Work up to 2 miles, at any speed for the second mile.
  • Use Wii Fit at least 3 days weekly, for a minimum of ten minutes.
  • Maintain or reduce body weight – monthly checks.

2014 Nutrition:

That’s it for me! If you’re so inclined, cheer on other ROWers here!

The next phase of a NaNo WIP past, Bounded by a Nutshell. Revision pending.

WIPpet Wednesday: About a Thousand Years Ago…

 

Welcome to WIPpet Wednesday, a weekly blog hop which encourages writers to move WIPs (works-in-progress) to publication by posting excerpts related to the date. It is hosted by the lovely K.L. Schwengel, maven of bad boys, stock dogs, and flying monkeys!

I’ve got kind of big news to share today! My fantasy short story, “A Splash of Red” was accepted by L.S. Engler for her brand-new literary anthology, World Unknown Review!

I’m excited. I’ve never had a short story accepted before, and I spent a lot of time with this one. It took about three years to go from a half-autobiographical dream to the version I submitted. There were times in the revision process where I was certain it was a tangled and half-baked story that would never make sense, and that no one would want to read it.

If I hadn’t spent those years sharing my writing in forums like this one, I don’t think I would have had the courage to submit this story, which is truly a little piece of my soul, and my life, to a paying market. It would still be just “something I’m playing with”.

But now, it will be more. My little baby story is out in the world, getting ready to fly…

It’s scary-wonderful. I’m deeply honored and grateful for the opportunity.

And now, on to the WIPpeting! =D

I’m sharing a story from The IDIC Romance, my Story A Day May Challenge project. This is a Star Trek: Enterprise fan fiction, exploring the interspecies relationship of T’Pol and Trip.

Disclaimer: T’Pol, Trip, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful!

WIPpet Math:

  • Today is November 19, 2014.
  • My simple non-math: 11 mostly short paragraphs, for the month.

This story is an add-on scene for the pilot episode: “Broken Bow Part 1”. Ive done my best to extrapolate without violating series canon.

This snippet follows immediately after last week’s WIPpet, Little Miss Not So Logical? Trip’s in the middle of his own rather intense reaction…will T’Pol be able to help him, or will she give in to her own powerful impulses?

“Are you well, Commander Tucker?”

I realized I’d been staring at her chest, and jerked my focus back to her face – damn, was it just my imagination, or did she actually look amused?

“I’m, uh, just fine’”.

“Your complexion has changed color, your respiration and heart rate have undergone marked acceleration, and your pupils are dilated – ” She might be back to being a clinician, but this was damned sure not my idea of ‘playing doctor’!

I seem to remember you being more than a little green and breathless yourself, a few minutes ago, Subcommander.

I have explained that my -intense reaction – was due to an instinctive and involuntary response -”

“Yeah? Well, I’m, uh- having a pretty’ intense reaction’ to you, just now. I’ll, uh, get hold of myself in a few seconds.” How the hell I was going to do that, I had no idea, but I didn’t need to tell her that.

“Is there some way I can – assist you?” Her voice went all soft and husky, and the places my mind leapt to – her pinning me down again, or stripping out of her clothes, or – were definitely not helping…well, they were helping something, but I hadn’t exactly had any problems in that department, at least not since she walked into the Cap’n’s Ready Room and put my body and imagination on high alert, even when she was ignoring me or driving me nuts…

“Aww, hell…” I wanted to grab her, crush her against me, breathe in that exotic scent, feel her come passionately alive, throw caution out the nearest airlock and touch my fingertips to hers, so we could get lost together in whatever that plasma current was… “Stop it, Tucker. Stop it right now, while you still can.” I growled it through gritted teeth, and straightened my spine to attention. T’Pol’ eyes scanned slowly down my body, pausing just south of center, and she sighed and quivered. Nothing in hell I could do to hide the fact that I was at attention with all I had…

“Damn damn damn,” I whispered, watching my hand reach toward her as though it belonged to someone else, wondering what it was going to do, sure it was going to get us both in more trouble…but all I did was straighten her jacket so that it hung evenly again…well, that and curl my hand over that trembling shoulder, almost close enough to touch her delicately pointed ear…

“Commander Tucker.” She said it softly, her eyes wide, and her full lips almost seeming to caress my title and name – but it was enough. I scrubbed a hand over my face and through my hair – damn, please don’t let her decide she needs to fix it again! Before she could, I whirled around and paced the three steps to the corner she’d gone to after that first kiss, about a thousand years ago, now…

Will Trip stay in the corner? Will T’Pol let him? Will they ever figure out how to be in the same place and not have’ intense reactions’ to each other?

You guessed it – you can watch the episode, or come back next week for another WIPpet snippet!

Until next week, live long, prosper, and, if it applies, happy NaNoing, y’all!

Coffee and Conversation: Comment Capers!

 

Grab a cuppa and a comfy seat, and let’s chat a while! It’s time for Coffee and Conversation!

When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as important to them as mine was to me.

I wanted to know what those lives were, and to share my own..

So, what’s up with that title, anyway?”

I’m so glad you asked I’m pretending you asked, and that I didn’t type that myself, just to introduce this post

Have you ever been so moved by something you read on social media that you were inspired to respond, at length?

Me, too. I love to read things that spark a deeper conversation. And, well, I’m a writer – and writers are pretty “What if?” people, and we’re comfortable with words. My comments can get pretty involved. And sometimes, in the middle of making one, something in my head pings “what if?”, and I just know…

I’ve got an idea for a blogpost!

I used to just tell myself: “Remember to write about that.” But life goes on; other ideas are born, and, well, most of the time I didn’t remember, or get to it, and the idea got lost.

Then I tried drafting a post in the moment; but that didn’t work much better; I need time for my ideas to build and coalesce, and the rushed efforts never seemed to capture the lightning in the bottle…

A while back, I got the brilliant and belated idea to copy and paste these comments in a file, along with the link of the blogpost that inspired them. I began building the habit of clipping them every time I get that pinging feeling, and adding to the file, where they can grow into something more.

These bits and pieces are on themes I want to explore. They’re a diverse and changing collection of what has piqued my interest, and inspired me.

From time to time, I’ll take one of these comments, link back to the post that inspired it, and play. There might be other links, ideas, images, impressions – not so much “This is what I believe” as “What if?”

And then, I’m inviting you to chime in, with anything you’re moved to say or share. I want to know what you think and feel and believe and sense. I want to eat your brains peek inside your mind- by playing a weird type of word and idea association with you!

So, are you ready to play? All right! Away we go….!

 

 

From September, 2014 on Julie Glover:

Blogging: What’s Your Point?with my comment in toto:

I started blogging to deal with the raw grief I was processing after the death of our second baby, and came back to that blog six years later, as we were starting to get the hang of radical unschooling.

My first blog posts were mostly ignored, but I wrote them for myself, and didn’t really want interaction, at that point. The unschooling posts sparked some comments and interest, mostly from other unschoolers I knew online. Posts were shared a time or two, and there were a sprinkling of comments from people I didn’t know – that was cool, and made me feel a little like a writer – and also paralyzed me with fear.

My words, and my thoughts, were out in the world, and people were responding to them. It made me self-conscious and unsure, and I found myself trying to maintain a certain ‘image’ with my blogging – and that was exhausting.

I’ve relaxed since then. I’ve diversified, and now I look at this blog as what the tagline says – “Lovely Chaos”.

It’s my farmers’ market in the virtual world, filled with things that interest me, things I’m passionate about. It’s where I share bits of my fiction and poetry, and other things I discover along the way. There’s parenting, memories, social issues, unschooling and Star Trek. I like sharing pictures and stories from my life, and my adventures striving for my goals…

I’m after a conversation, and a peek into other’s lives, because that’s always mattered to me. I want connection, expansion, and understanding. I want to keep challenging myself to offer things that inspire, stir the pot for others, entertain, and maybe even enlighten…

And I want to do all that while having fun, and in a positive, respectful way.

By carrying my blog over into all the things that matter to me, I’m offering something that goes beyond writing for other writers, or even those who might call themselves readers. I have things for unschoolers, parents, and Trekkies. I have local attractions, and deep feelings…I have the things that, when woven together, make my life.

I don’t know if that’s exactly a ‘social platform’. I do know that I love what I’ve created on my blog, that I’m having fun, and that I’m connecting with amazing people – and that that’s what I want to do! So, whatever else it is, it’s a success, to me.

What about you? Do you blog? Keep a journal? Create art? Share your words or images online? Why do you, and what do you feel, when you do it? What have you gained from it?

I’ll pour the beverages; why not show us what you’ve got to share?

Images and ideas…won’t you share yours?

 

A Somewhat Off-Kilter Nest: November 16, 2014

 

Wanna ROW with us?!

So, is it warm enough for you? Or cold enough?

I know. That’s a little paradoxical, as questions go. But I have readers all across the world, and so these are things I think about.

It’s cold, here. I’ve resisted starting a fire, so far – I don’t know why, but it’s the same every year, like there’s some little part of me that thinks that this small act of bringing fire inside is the beginning of the winter season.

Once we’ve done it, I revel in the glow, the warmth, the smell, even the challenge of keeping the fire fed, without allowing it to either die out or get uncomfortably warm. But, for now, I’m avoiding, even though the first snow of the season has fallen, and was enough to dust the ground for several hours.

It’s not quite winter enough, just yet…

Note: The kids and I attended a party early in the day, today. When we got home, my Accomplice had already left for work…and left us a mellow little first fire of the season.

November Focuses:

  • Complete rough draft of The Earth Doth Move (NaNo 2014).

  • All fitness and nutrition goals.

  • Maintain blogging goals.

Target Attained:

2014 Hometending:

Maintain email Inbox at a manageable level (below 333 for November, due to NaNo).

  • 27/333.

2014 Fitness:

  • Weekly workout at the Y;4 weight-bearing exercises/machines for arms/legs/core weekly.

Build to one half mile walking/jogging on the track each week.

  • First week’s success, here!

2014 Nutrition:

  • Drink one glass/bottle of water each day.

Maintain existing nutrition goals (yogurt; nuts; grains).

  • 2/2 Greek yogurt

  • 2/ 2 nuts (pistachios; slivered almonds).

  • 3/3 grain (whole grain bread; whole grain tortilla; corn tortilla chips).

ROW80 Sponsor duties:

  • Visit my “team” twice weekly.

  • Visit other ROWers as time and energy permit.

On Target:

2014 Blogging:

Build positive blogging habits – post regularly, answer comments, and share diversely.

  • Comment answering and visitin have been slow and spotty, but the others are good.

2014 Writing:

Complete first draft of The Earth Doth Move, as my November NaNo project.

  • Current Chapter: 5/20

  • Current Scene: 20/60

  • Word Count: 62,562/~125,000

  • New Words: 12,169

  • New Pages: 22

2014 Hometending:

Continue cleaning and organizing my study.

  • More on the great magnet project of 2014!

2014 Lifetending:

Read 2 of the 8 TBR books on the bookcase by my bed.

Catch up on my FutureLearn class; Exploring Play.

  • 37% complete. Week 3/7. Class is ending, so:

  • Goal change: Continue the class until finished!

2014 Fitness:

Plan at least two monthly excursions that promote physical activity.

  • Ideas currently being discussed: nature walk; indoor play space; swimming.

Treadmill: 18 minute mile, walking/jogging; using “Rolling Hills” Program.

  • 19.27 minute mile. A little ways to go…

Recumbent bike: 8 miles in 30 minutes, using an interval program.

  • I was tired, and stopped after two miles. I’ll try again next week.

Add time on elliptical, arc trainer, and/or rowing machines: goal is 10 minutes on each, at least twice monthly.

  • Arc trainer: 1 minute
  • Eliptical: 2 minutes.
  • Rowing machine: 3 minutes.
  • First week I’ve managed to do all three since I set this goal; now to increase the time.

2014 Nutrition:

Maintain existing nutrition goals (smoothies/salads).

  • 3/5 salads/smoothies.

Not Yet:

2014 Blogging:

  • Build blogging queues.

2014 Hometending:

  • Complete the family room reset.

  • Continue the massive kitchen reset.

  • Take time at least once a week to simply be in my study.

  • Continue using calendar app to manage my time.

2014 Lifetending:

2014 Fitness:

  • Work up to 2 miles, at any speed for the second mile.
  • At least one strenuous home/yardtending activity each week.
  • Dance, swim, or play physically with kids at least once each week.
  • Use Wii Fit at least 3 days weekly, for a minimum of ten minutes.
  • Maintain or reduce body weight – monthly checks.

2014 Nutrition:

  • Maintain existing nutrition goals ( soup).

  • Eat fresh vegetables other than salads (raw or cooked), and/or fresh fruits at least 3 times each week.

  • Read Intuitive Eating.

That’s it for me! If you’re so inclined, cheer on other ROWers here!

Second-Serving Sunday: NaNoWinMo Edition!

 

A weekly peek backwards and a look ahead, in my little corner of the blogosphere

On Tuesday night, I reached the 50,000 word milestone, my NaNowriMo “win” while at a local write-in. That’s not the end of my NaNo month; I’m looking to finish a complete novel draft, at about 125,000 words. I’m edging up on 66,000 now, which is a bit behind where I would ideally like be, but still a reachable, if challenging, goal.

We’ve had our first snow, with big fat flakes that looked like stars when we peered up into the sky. It accumulated in a confectioner’s sugar dusting which lingered into this morning. Winter is on the way…we’ve got a little fire in the woodstove, and the house is a little tidier than usual…life is sweet.

And now, on to the week’s goodies!

Recently at shanjeniah:

Second-Serving Sunday: Words, Words, Words Edition:

And now, last week’s features…

Coffee and Conversation:

WIPpet Wednesday:

SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday):

Variety’s Spice:

ROW80 Updates:

What’s Next:

My writing plan for November:

  • Complete a rough draft my NaNoWriMo project, The Earth Doth Move, another Star Trek: TOS/Enterprise crossover fan fiction - the companion novel to my fantasy WIP, Blood and Breath. This is moving right along, toward the midpoint
  • Complete the review I promised a fellow writer a few weeks back, so it doesn’t get lost in the NaNo madness…Nothing on this, yet…it’s scheduled for Tuesday.

And on the blog:

In the Wilds of Internet-Land:

Life Stuff:

  • Birthday party for my nephew, at Chuck E. Cheese. Lots of noise, lots of fun, lots of play!
  • NaNoWriMo Write-in, getting ready for winter, and still more words.

Want to join in on the Second Serving Sunday fun? Here’s how!

SoCS : “Elemental Compound”

This post is part of Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday meme.

The idea is simple – post an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt -this week’s is “Element.” It was suggested that we use the four elements – earth, air, water, and fire – or ‘element’ in any way we wished.

It’s November, and, for me, that means NaNoWriMo. For this month, I’ll be using the prompts to inspire passages of my novel-in-progress, The Earth Doth Move.

NaNo is, for me, an extended freewriting within an open-ended framework, so it fits well with SoCs, and often adds valuable depth and imagery to my work-in-progress. This week, I’ve got another 705 words, the beginning of a rather – explosive scene. I also made an error I’m itching to correct rather than share – but this is SoCS, and NaNo, and so it stays…for now. If you enjoy that type of thing, you can try to spot it, and mention it in the comments. I won’t be offended…after all, I’m completely human, and prone to errors! =D

Disclaimer: Spock, his family, and all the rest of Star Trek are property of CBS/Paramount; no copyright infringement intended. I just want to play with them, and I’m careful even when I’m not logical!

 

Sarek studied the compound substance held within the pitcher. A simple compound, made of two atoms of hydrogen bonded to one of oxygen. Simple, and yet the source of life.

Water.

On this world, a treasure; there was scarcely enough to sustain the life of Vulcan. That was the reason for the pon farr; a natural means of population control. Conservation of water was deeply ingrained throughout culture and history, an evolutionary survival instinct. Water was, quite literally, life, and must be treated ever with reverence and respect. Perhaps that was why it was a vital part of the most important rituals and practices, to give them the significance they merited. Water was a part of the acknowledgement of birth, a successful Kahs-wan, the beginning of education, the Promising, the attainment of the completion of the child’s education, marriage, and death. Water, in small amounts.

And water for the smaller rituals.

Sarek studied the water, the manner in which it refracted the light from Eridani 40, and considered the compound, and the elements that comprised it – two hydrogen atoms, and one oxygen.

The water was an offering intended for a being who now resided on another world. A world that was perplexing and chaotic, with languages that often spoke to meanings that could not be easily quantified.

“Air, earth, wind, and fire.” He had not intended to speak aloud. But the words lingered, and the human concept that they were the four elements. Illogical, in all cases. “The air is the air.” That was a Vulcan koan, seemingly circular, but holding great depth. Perhaps it was a human koan, then, this naming of such things as elements. Air and earth were complex compounds. Wind was a process of weather. Fire was a chemical reaction.

And yet, humans called them all elements, as though it were true, beyond doubting.

Perhaps it was, for them. Perhaps there was something in that that spoke to a human nature, human attitudes he could not understand, even with decades of working with humans, of intermittently visiting there, of having a human wife.

And a half-human son.

Spock.

Sarek contemplated the water offering he had made, and his son –

No, not his son.

By his own words, Spock was no longer his son. He had disavowed him, said that he was not his son any longer. He had named the boy V’Tosh Katur, a Vulcan Without Logic. But it was he who had behaved illogically, he who had refused to listen to the boy, to truly hear what it was that Spock desired, and why. He had chosen not to hear, and had not questioned why he had done so. He had, most illogically, chosen instead to believe that he was behaving in the only logical manner open to him.

But the truth was that he did not want his son to travel to Earth; feared what might happen if Spock chose to go there.

Earth was a world that called compounds, weather processes, and chemical reactions elements, and did not either question or see any conflict in naming them so, despite the inexactness and illogic of this practice. Earth was a world of kinetic passions and assumptions, a place where a Vulcan must, by the simple fact of being Vulcan, feel unbalaned and uncentered.

But Spock was half human, and not wholly Vulcan. Perhaps he could understand how humans could know that water was a compound, and name it an element, with conviction.

Perhaps he would find that he had more in common with that world than with this one. Perhaps he would find welcoming for what was human and uncontrolled within him, all those places that he had worked so hard to help Spock temper and tame.

Perhaps, he would never return, never come back to this home, to a father who had committed an illogical and regretted act, and might not ever accept the water offering Sarek made, each day, at the prescribed times. Perhaps, he would never learn the depth of the regret, the gnawing shame, Sarek felt for what he had done.

Sarek of Vulcan studied the simple compound, and contemplated the world that named it an element, and threatened to swallow his son.

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