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When Angels Sing: Chapter Eight

Updated on July 27, 2016

Thanks for Returning

And not only thanks for returning but thanks for the critiques from time to time. As I explained early on, this is in no way a finished book. All of my writings begin as writing exercises. For me, this was an attempt to write in third person, something I had never done before. It was also an attempt to write a prequel to my first novel, “The 12/59 Shuttle From Yesterday To Today”, and to do so in a whimsical style completely different from anything I had ever done before.

Your suggestions are helpful. As always I will read the suggestions, consider them and most likely incorporate them into the finished product a year from now. So you really are being quite helpful and it in no way upsets me when you make suggestions. I left my ego at the door when I entered this particular Fun House.

Having said all that, shall we return to our story? Sheila is now eleven years old and she is about to make a suggestion that will greatly alter her life and the life of her parents.

Shhh, there she is, just entering the kitchen where her mother and father are having licorice tea and fresh scones.

Let's go into the kitchen and listen
Let's go into the kitchen and listen | Source

The book that started it all...my first novel

Into the Kitchen We Go

The child named Sheila, as adorable a child as you are ever likely to meet, smelled the freshly-baked scones from the barn and scampered (yes, truly scampered) to the house, up the steps, across the porch and into the kitchen, where she found her mother, Heather, and her father, Sam, buttering scones and pouring tea into cups. She was salivating, yes salivating, in anticipation as the aroma caressed her nose and made her all giddy, although in truth she had not one clue what giddy meant or how it felt to be so.

All she knew for sure, at that moment, was there was a rumbly in her tumbly.

“There’s my whirling dervish,” her father exclaimed as a drop of butter slowly descended his chin and plopped on the kitchen table. “Come, Sheila, sit down and eat with your doddering old parents and tell us all about your morning.”

Sheila’s mother buttered up another scone, poured a glass of goat’s milk into a glass, and placed the feast on the table for her daughter. She then wiped her hands and joined her husband and daughter for a farmer’s late-morning banquet.

“Yes, Sheila,” Heather said. “What wonders have you experienced this fine spring morning?”

For it was, indeed, a fine spring morning, a “howdy, neighbor” sort of morning, a “good day sunshine” sort of morning, a morning so brilliant as to leave one in love with the gift of life.

Sheila took a bite of the heavenly scone, savored the wholesomeness of the milk, wiped her mouth ever so daintily, and smiled.

“Father, you are going to write a book, and that book will make you famous, and twenty years from now you will be the head of a religious/scientific movement followed by hundreds of thousands of loyal believers. Isn’t that wonderful?”

Now, some parents would be taken aback by such a proclamation, but these were Sheila’s parents, and as such, they were quite accustomed to their daughter and her “glimpses” into the future.

“Well, pray tell, Sheila, what is the name of this book I am going to write?” asked Sam as more butter dropped in his lap.

The old barn, Sheila's favorite place
The old barn, Sheila's favorite place | Source

The Book and Movement

“The book will be titled ‘Enlightenment in the Back Seat of a ’55 Chevy,’” Sheila explained between bites. “In the book you will explain a new way of viewing life called “Transcendental Stimulation of the Senses,” and shortly after the book is published you will have thirty-eight transcendental centers across the United States and oh, father, won’t it just be wonderful?”

Mother looked at Father, and Father looked at Mother, and Mother smiled at Father, and Father at Mother, as communication occurred without a word being spoken, and there, at that table, on that fabulous spring morning, three lives changed course and accepted the fates bestowed upon them by the Mother of All Things.

“Well, Sheila,” said her mother. “I do love the back seat of our ’55 Chevy. Your father and I have certainly enjoyed ourselves there from time to time. Please, dear, tell us more.”

“Well, Mother,” said the nearly-precocious child, “it is all about parallel universes, and coinciding universes, and colliding universes, and of course the central energy source which provides life to us all, meaning when Delilah, my ladybug friend, sneezes here in Olympia, a hurricane occurs in Belize six months later, but at the same time a hurricane occurs in the Bahamas six months in the past. Could you pass me another scone, please?”

“And you say this will make us famous?” inquired Sam as he buttered another scone for his daughter.

“Most definitely, Father, richer than rich, richer than our wildest dreams rich, rich like chocolate frosting on an Angel Food cake, oh I do so want some cake right now, don’t you?”

“And why are we waiting twenty years, Sheila?” her mother asked patiently and a bit skeptically, although she would never let her daughter know of her confusion, being a highly-supportive parent long-before soccer moms were soccer moms. “It would be so nice if we had a few extra dollars right now, what with the tractor broken down and the ridiculously high cost of licorice tea.”

The future Sheila
The future Sheila | Source

The Reason

“The reason, Mother, is because the world is not ready for this message yet,” Sheila replied as the butter flowed freely onto the table. “We humans believe we are enlightened, the masters of our universe, but truly we are but children with a miniscule understanding, and like children, we are frightened when too much enlightenment occurs in a short period of time. No, Mother, I’m afraid we must wait until our fellow men and women are ready for the message.”

And with that proclamation the child named Sheila rose with a clatter and once again scampered out of the kitchen, her midnight hair flowing, her jade-green eyes ablaze with excitement, as Heather and Sam cleaned the butter from the tabletop.

“And what do you think of all that, Heather?” her adoring husband asked.

“Well, Sam, I’ve never known Sheila to be wrong yet, so I believe you and I should rush, in haste, to our old ’55 Chevy, climb into the back seat, and proceed to practice what Sheila preaches.”

The twinkle in Heather’s eyes and her mischievous grin for sure stimulated a response in Sam, and laughing, husband and wife raced out the door in search of enlightenment.

And in the barn, Sheila smiled.

Let’s Leave Them to Their Privacy

I would be embarrassed to proceed. Suffice it to say Sam and Heather did, indeed, find the answers they sought that morning, or at least the immediate answers to their immediate questions, or needs, or, well, you get the picture.

We’ll join the little family next week. I’m sure they will not disappoint us.

Admit it, you’re a little bit jealous that you didn’t have parents like Sam and Heather.

Thank you so much for joining me as I continue to work on this prequel. I appreciate your input.

I would also appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone about this story. My ultimate goal is to become the Greatest Unknown Author, and it really would hinder my progress if you told too many people about all this.

2016 William D. Holland (aka billybuc) #greatestunknownauthor

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      Janine Huldie 8 months ago from New York, New York

      Very interesting about the book Sheila proposed her dad would write and be famous for. Definitely sounds like this young girl is in the know and very much enjoying her message here today and can't wait for more now. Happy Wednesday now, Bill!! ;)

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      Shannon 8 months ago from Texas

      It always baffles me the way people can come up with science fiction and actually make it make some sense. The way your brain works. . .your muse is amazing. I don't know about parents like Sheila's, but a muse like yours would be divine. Just one complaint - you tease too much. Chapters here just long enough to tease. LOL

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Happy Wednesday, Janine, and thank you! Heading for a Farmers' Market this afternoon...busy summer days, my friend.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Shannon, I'm as surprised as anyone else. I showed no signs of any writing ability for a good portion of my life. Imagine the shock when Sheila showed up six years ago. LOL Thank you for your kind words. I'm sorry about that teasing thing.....NOT!

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      Venkatachari M 8 months ago from Hyderabad, India

      I wonder the way you are building this story so beautifully with such amazing and enchanting girl Sheila. Very much interesting it is to listen to her magical words. Really, your muse is so great, as Shannon already quoted above. Waiting eagerly for next episode.

      I have got one more question for your mailbag. Do writers add images also in novels and books to illustrate or enrich some incidents or circumstances?

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      Nell Rose 8 months ago from England

      No don't worry bill I won't tell anyone about your story! LOL! love the way you lead us into your stories, and look forward to reading more, nell

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Venkatachari M, thank you for your beautiful words and the question. I'll add it to the Mailbag right now, my friend. Blessings to you always.

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      breakfastpop 8 months ago

      Sheila's title sounds like something you should tackle, billy.

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      MizBejabbers 8 months ago

      All that lusting is getting just a little too saccharine, and predictable, Bill. I advise finding some other type of "fill dirt", such as the dog's getting stuck in the fence and being safely extracted by Sheila. BTW, are you sure that Sheila doesn't need an occasional spanking? And yes, I could have used some June Cleaver parents in my day, but I was a precocious child and probably needed the discipline. I do remember a certain 57 Chevy, though, 'nuff said. LOL.

      Have a good rest of the week, my friend.

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      DreamerMeg 8 months ago from Northern Ireland

      Really enjoying this. Never mind about having parents like Sam and Heather, I wouldn't have minded BEING parents like them, especially to Sheila. LOL

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      Linda Crampton 8 months ago from British Columbia, Canada

      Sheila makes some very interesting predictions! I'd love to hear more about her knowledge of parallel universes. It's a fascinating topic.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I'm very grateful, Nell. Thank you for remaining silent. LOL

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Pop, I'm just going to have to let Sheila write that book...or her parents....oh, I'm so confused sometimes. LOL Thanks my friend.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      What can I tell you, MizB, they are just sweet people, past, present and future. Thanks for reading and enjoy the heck out of your weekend.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks Meg. I'm so glad you are enjoying this story.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      It really is a fascinating topic. I'm glad you're enjoying it, Alicia. Thank you!

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 8 months ago from The Caribbean

      Sheila's insights are mind-boggling. She mentions that the world is not ready for the message in the book her father will write. What does that say to us wannbe-famous writers?

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      manatita44 8 months ago from london

      Well, nice one, Mr Unknown Author. Not bad for the unknown. A very interesting Sheila indeed!

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 8 months ago from Southern Illinois

      This was a fun read, full of mischief and wonder. Sheila is so lucky to have parents who believe and will go that extra mile in the back of a 55 chevy, even though it was stationary!!!! Loved it...

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Dora, thank you, and I'm not sure what it says about us...time will tell, my friend.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Shh, Manatita, don't tell anyone about the unknown writer. LOL Have a superb weekend, my friend.

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you Ruby! It is supposed to be a fun read so I appreciate your input. More next week, I promise!

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      FlourishAnyway 8 months ago from USA

      I won't tell a soul. Have a great weekend, Bill!

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      Bill Holland 8 months ago from Olympia, WA

      I appreciate that, Flourish! LOL

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      Maria Jordan 7 months ago from Jeffersonville PA

      My lips are sealed...kinda, but I'm still smiling. Love, Maria

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      Shyron E Shenko 7 months ago

      Bill, is this an autobiography? (LOL) Are you Sam? And Bev is she Heather? When are you starting your new book?

      I had a 1954 Chevy Convertible, there is a picture of it in "What the Hill is a Hillman (Minx) Convertible" did not have your kind of fun in mine.

      This was a fun read, thank you.

      Blessings and hugs to you and Heather, I mean Beverly.

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      Dianna Mendez 7 months ago

      Sheila is quite gifted. I wonder how this will all come into being. I do enjoy reading the simple ways of this family -- the scones, goat's milk -- all so interesting.

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Shhh, Maria, keep it down. People are listening! LOL

      love,

      bill

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Shyron, I will emoke the 5th Amendment to your question. LOL Seriously, you must have had some fun in that Chevy Convertible. :)

      Blessings always my funny friend.

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Dee, I'm afraid I can't help myself. I do sprinkle much of what I do and believe in each story and book.

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      Frank Atanacio 7 months ago from Shelton

      this entry had me going Billybuc.. your writing gets smoother with every chapter my friend.. it was incredibly engaging.. :)

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Frank, thank you very much. That is a high compliment and I'm grateful.

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      rdsparrowriter 7 months ago

      It's descriptions are great :) It flows so well :) Thank you for sharing the video :) It was really nice :)

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      Michael-Milec 7 months ago

      A reachable dream Sheila. The world is yearning for a happy planet where the communication by smile proliferate love among the people and humanity begins to live a foreseen future in harmony and unity now...

      (Oh my friend,this series is an intellectual oasis in a desert the humanity presently passes through.)

      Blessing and peace with us.

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you so much, Sparrow!

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Michael my friend, thank you! "an intellectual oasis".....that is high praise and I am grateful.

      blessings, my friend

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      Shauna L Bowling 7 months ago from Central Florida

      I get a kick out of Sam and Heather's raging libido. And Sheila's vocabulary is astounding, not to mention her insight - and foresight.

      I notice the hashtag following your name of late, Bill. Is that your new tag line?

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      Missy Smith 7 months ago from Florida

      I like your language lingo here. When I was taking the course in writing for children, I tried to write in my own childish sounding voice, because I liked the Junie B. Jones books by author Barbara Park. I thought they were brilliant. My kids and I laughed when I read them. I am also a big fan of Dr. Seuss, so when I took this course, I wanted to find my own language lingo that would grab a child's attention like those books, and authors did so brilliantly. I wrote one story like this, and as my professor liked the story, she advised me not to write in rhyme or my personal language lingo. She said no one would want to publish my stories if they were written in this way. To say I was discouraged is an understatement, though I never tried it again. When I read your rumbly tumbly and whirling dervish words, they made me smile. :)

      This child, Shelia, is truly a great character you have thought up and brought to life for us. She is wise beyond her years and is so right that people were not ready to hear theories that her father had back in those days. It is true in this day, and time, that some still don't have the want to hear about transcendental theories and thoughts. It seems we would be further along in our thinking by now, doesn't it? :(

      As always, a nice installment to a great evolving story.

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      It could be, Sha. I think I'll try it for awhile and see how it fits. LOL Sam and Heather say hello from Olympia!

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Missy, thanks for sharing about your professor. Honestly, I"m not sure I agree with him but then, seriously, what do I really know? LOL I just know this: we have to create our own creations, and we have to be happy with those creations. Some of our most beloved literary creatures were new for their time, and most likely not accepted by a wide audience. But again, what do I know? :)

      Hugs from across the Great Divide!

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      Shauna L Bowling 7 months ago from Central Florida

      I'm surprised they came up for air long enough to say hello! Ha ha.....

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      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 7 months ago from United Kingdom

      Sorry I'm late. When I get involved in my own writing, I'm afraid everything else has to take a back seat. I finished what I was doing and have taken a week off before I start editing. So I'm using this time to catch up on the stuff that's piled up.

      I see you're still experimenting with the whimsical voice. Honestly, when you started off, I thought you have found your stride and the voice sounded more authentic. Then it seems you got carried away and it began to sound...well...silly. Try scaling it back about 10% and it may be all right.

      As for writing in third person...hmmm...I was going to say that you didn't really have a choice. Bill Hollis spoke in first person because it was his story and it made sense to write in first. Now I'm thinking, any one of these characters could have told their story. But then we would only have gotten their take on things. Perhaps third is the way to go to get an objective view of the story.

      Catch you later.

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      Deb Hirt 7 months ago from Stillwater, OK

      It's a cute story, but I do have a question. Are you appealing to a certain age group?

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Sha, they do love their physical world. LOL

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Great suggestions, Zulma. I appreciate your thoughts on it. I figure I have to novels to write before this one begins, so I have time to decide how I want to tackle it. You are helping greatly.

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      No idea yet, Deb! I'm playing with it and this is my playground.

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      Zulma Burgos-Dudgeon 7 months ago from United Kingdom

      No problem. I just write how it feels to me. I'll be editing this week so I may not drop by as much. But I will return, never fear. Well don't fear too much at any rate. :)

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Zulma, fear is not something I spend too much time doing. It's all life, as you know. Stop by whenever you can. You are always appreciated.

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      Ann Carr 5 months ago from SW England

      How delightful this is and with such gentle humour!

      I don't usually go for this kind of 'science-fiction' (I'm not sure if it really is that though, but it's the closest) but this has me hooked. It lifts the heavy parts of life and puts a glow in our cheeks.

      Just had a hectic, noisy day with the grandchildren and it was wonderful!

      Ann

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      Bill Holland 5 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Ann, those hectic days with grandchildren are wonderful, especially since we can say goodbye to them at the end of the day. LOL Thank you for enjoying Sheila....she was my first character and I'm a bit protective of her. :)

      Have a superior week, my friend!

      bill

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