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What If - About Character Development

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Created in Canva by Pauline I’ve been watching one of the Masterclass.com classes. This one is on acting and is presented by Samuel L. Jackson . It is a behind-the-scenes look at what he, as an actor, thinks about as he’s getting ready to play a new character. He is also teaching some actors in the class about how he does it. I am not an actor, yet, as a writer, I felt compelled to sign up for this class because I do invent figures for stories. It’s complicated because I also work with Spirit as a psychic channel. Spirit is in my work, whether it is a conscious thing or a magical, helpful part of my team. Also, I like Samuel L. Jackson.  There are 21 lessons in the course, and I’ve only done the first six. There is much more to come. I want to address one thing I am learning from this class. That is what I’m thinking of as “What if?” The exercise, as an actor and as a writer, is to think about what if your character does something that is not included in the script? How woul...

When Millie Drools

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Pauline Created This in Canva - The Cats all Posed Nicely Millie, her sister Molly, and Stanley, their younger brother, are the cats in our family. They all have their own personalities. Stanley is independent and likes my husband best of all. The other night, Dennis was walking down the hallway toward our bedroom. It had gotten dark early, which happens in late November. Stanley pranced along ahead of him, turning occasionally to talk to him. Just telling him all about it. Sometimes, I think it might be a commentary on his day and how he sat outside on the patio in the sunshine, watching the world go by. Or, how he warned us about the dreaded Amazon guy coming up onto our porch, or the dreaded trash truck rumbling by. Molly and Millie are about six months older than Stanley. Mama Cat must have gotten a date night in there when we weren’t paying attention. Stanley was the only cat in the litter. She had him inside the house, and we searched high and low for other littermates, but nev...

The Surprising Path to Serenity

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  Created by Pauline in Canva T he goal might be to live a serene life. That’s the goal. How well are you doing? Right now, there is a week left in November 2025. I am currently writing stories scheduled for the beginning of December. And I am panicking. Why? Because, for me, I like to see at least five or six stories circling above the various platforms I write on. Presently, I’ve got about three on average. It’s not enough for me. I can sit here on a lazy Sunday morning, having already written one article, feeling this rising panic. That is definitely not serene. That it is of my own making is one thing to consider. There is no publisher or agent knocking at my door, asking where the articles they’ve been promised are. In fact, I doubt anybody would be upset if I didn’t write for a time. So, what’s wrong with me? It is certainly not a sense of serenity. It is panic. Why? Okay, consider this. If you realized you had a skin condition, what would you think? Is this somethi...

Making Plans and How They Go Awry

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  Created by Pauline in Canva We know what is right and what is wrong. We know this. If you were lucky, you were raised to know right from wrong. It’s not right to go around hitting people. It is nicer to share your toys. Don’t chew with your mouth open. Don’t yell in church—that type of stuff. You know it is not right to go into a bank and rob everybody. And yet people do it. You don’t, but other people do. Were they not raised right? What if their parents weren’t around and the people who raised them were robbers? Think of David Copperfield. Not the magician, the character Charles Dickens created. Didn’t he turn out okay in the end? Even with Fabian to teach him how to be a pickpocket? I know that was fiction, but it happens. It’s when you decide to do something different with your life that the universe helpfully steps in and shows you opportunities related to who you were, not who you are now. It happens. Look at Jules in “Pulp Fiction”. He was trying really hard to be ...