N Marion Hage

N Marion Hage Love is a worthwhile risk 2008-12-01T17:59:54Z User 484 http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/ OrgSpace NewsLog Update

Hi everyone. It's been awhile since I logged on. I'm limited in my Novel edits by nerve damage in my right arm, but I'm almost trough book three and into book four.

As soon as book one is published, I'll visit with information for those who might be interested. Otherwise, I hope if you read this you find your day filled with blessings.

nate ]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000057.htm 2008-12-01T17:59:54Z 2008-12-01T17:59:54Z Movie/Books status

Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't been on much lately. I'm focusing much time on the edits for Books Two and Three. Hopefully there will be a movie deal, depending on book sales. Book one is tentatively called, "Beasts in the Shadows". Book two hasn't been seen by the publisher yet, but it's working title is "Road to Methulas".

I'm jumping the gun, as Book One's release is somewhat delayed due to circumstances out of my control. Eventually there will be an author's website, and I'll share some illustrations and information.

Writing novels is what I call a "Hurry up and wait" profession.

The story is an Epic Fantasy- very Lord of the Rings-ish, but it's a different world with different characters and creatures. It's taken "Too Long" to write and edit. So I was relieved to find an interested Publisher.

For the uninitiated, there is quite a process to get from having your novel accepted, to seeing it in print. Right now, I'm hoping it will be released before the end of the year.

Nate

]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000056.htm 2008-04-01T15:00:34Z 2008-04-01T15:00:34Z Hi everyone. Updates

Yee and Ha! I'm going to be published, hopefully by this summer. I'll begin to post more on this later.

Here's my editor at work- smiles

[IMG]http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q38/Cartemay/GretchenPics002.jpg[/IMG]]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000055.htm 2007-12-01T18:22:12Z 2007-12-01T18:23:05Z Updates

Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't been in touch in awhile. I forgot my password. And then I got so busy life.

I'll pass on telling you the negative and report some of the really positive things that have happened in my life in order of importance.

I've written an Epic Fantasy, and have been fortunate to have a Movie Producer ask to see it to see if it could be turned into a movie.

I now have the title of "Features Editor" for a newstand magazine.

I've had the chance to interview great artists for magazines/journals. One you might find particularly interesting is the prodigy Akiane. Check out www.artakiane.com. And check out my article here: http://www.westsider.org/ Go to page 21-25

I hope you enjoy.

N Marion]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000054.htm 2007-05-01T16:21:30Z 2007-05-01T16:21:30Z The beauty of Middle Earth

Hi, I'm going to try to share some pictures. I hope they come through. As a perspective, I look to capture the beauty of Middle Earth, unspoiled nature or ancient things that make a person feel they could be walking on this world thousands of years before.

]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000053.htm 2006-10-31T13:19:30Z 2006-10-31T13:19:30Z Perspective

Perspective

Thinking people; you either love them or hate them. I tend to love them. And I don’t mean to imply that any people don’t think; but I’m talking about people who are open to pondering the wonders of life, meaning, what matters in life as opposed to what entertains.

I’m one of those people; and if you can’t deal with that and think I’m weird and would judge me for it; I’ll live. It isn’t like not having a date to the prom- laughs-I never made it to either of my proms. But this relates to the point I’m making, at that time it seemed like not going to the prom would ruin my life. Now it means nothing. Time doesn’t make everyone wise; but for those who are watching and thinking, it gives us one advantage; and that is a matter of perspective.

If you look at my pictures, one of them is a beautiful scene of a field, green distant mountains against a sky. And I added a comment that without contrast all life would blur into one indistinct picture. I meant this philosophically. If we had a life without challenges or hardships, something that helps us to put things into perspective, then our emotional growth would be stunted like – excuse me if you are a princess- those spoiled princesses who have half million dollar birthday parties, get a new Mercedes, and then cry because the limo that picked them up wasn’t the color they wanted. The rest of the world says, “What are you thinking! Put this all in perspective…if you can’t be happy with all this, then you really have some emotional issues!”

For those who are curious to go further; perspective is like contrast. If you put white words against a gray background they don’t pop out as much as if you put white words on a black background. The stark difference between the two colors allows you to see what is being said much more clearly.

How does that relate to perspective? Perspective allows us to see how important events are and then to deal with them accordingly. One of the gifts of the elderly, which are unfortunately shifted into the background rather than forefront of society, is that they’ve been there and done that. If the car crashes and nobody gets hurt, they are most likely to tell you it’s no big deal; you’ll get over it. If someone rejects you or betrays you; they’ll be the first to tell you; “You’ll live and learn to love again.”

Many years ago I made a declaration; some of which I now regret. I said, “I want to be a wise old sage when I grow up!” What was I thinking? Just look at my picture and I think to think I asked for premature aging! I should have just said I wanted to be a wise sage and left it at that. “Old! Bah! Humbug!” Heck, I should have asked to be like Aragorn who at eighty was running around slaying Orcs.

I was nineteen and a half – just kidding- as you get older those “halfs” mean absolutely nothing, when I made that abrupt declaration. I was in a rock band, and a scholarship athlete. My goals up to this point had to do with becoming a pro athlete or rock star.

Backtrack. I grew up a problem child. In retrospect some of my problems were clearly ones of perspective. Getting rejected by girls or getting cut from the seventh grade basketball team despite being the tallest kid in the grade, clearly laughable issues now, were devastating when I was in my young teens. At that time, those events seemed to define my life; confirming my feelings that I was a misfit loser.

Now, again, fast forward: I became a small time basketball star; was in a rock band that coulda, shoulda, woulda made it all the way had the lead singer been faithful to his wife. We were that close to the big leagues. I wrote a few songs other people recorded. I went from pariah to the guy the girls fought over- which lasted all about two minutes- but those were two pretty great minutes.

But even when life turned around for me, I was sad, and expected at any time the prince would turn once again into the pumpkin.

“Come on Nate, were you happy or sad?”

I now have a completely different perspective on life; on suffering; on values; on what really matters. I wish I could impart all that I’ve learned to those who would know what I’ve learned. Even if I wrote books, there are some things that only time will teach you.

Still, for the sakes of those who are going through difficulties in life, who feel worthless, ugly, that life and circumstances are overwhelming. Now that I’ve been there and done that, and have some perspective, those seemingly dark periods in life are mostly seasons; that if you weather them, you will grow and find you not only survived but came out a better person, a person who had something of value to say to others.

When I was young I think I underwent virtually every kind of shame, abuse, and humiliation a person can endure- or in my case almost didn’t endure. All of those things – the seeming worst events- would make me laugh now. It was not that they didn’t mean anything; rather it was that I can see past those kind of things that the worst of events don’t have to define us.

“If I’d only knew then what I know now!” But I can’t go back; so instead, through my writing and my art I’ve determined to share some perspective, what I’ve learned, for the sakes of those who would enjoy it.
]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000049.htm 2006-10-29T23:06:30Z 2006-10-29T23:06:30Z Sojourner finds a friendly tree

Some woods are a refuge for the weary traveler. Others are a snare and filled with bitter waters and angry roots that claw and gnaw upon the unsuspecting. Sojourner finds a kind and wise old tree that warns him to watch his steps. ]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000046.htm 2006-10-20T01:24:08Z 2006-10-20T01:24:08Z Some forests are angry

Thickets and thorn-laced vine entwine into dark nightmarish forests. Foul eyes follow the vexed souls traversing their lands and the lost are quickly ensnared in their trappings.

Thickets and thorn-laced vine entwine into dark nightmarish forests. Foul eyes follow the vexed souls traversing their lands and the lost are quickly ensnared in their trappings. ]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000044.htm 2006-10-20T01:06:19Z 2006-10-20T01:07:10Z Cartemay on the Shore

The Seer was a brilliant man, the greatest spell-breaker of his times. He was able to read signs and interpret dreams, but he was also as forgetful as any child with a severe attention deficit disorder, forever forgeting where he was going or what he was doing at a given moment. He was always solving riddles in his mind, anticipating the enemies' next move, or pondering the meaning of Sacred Texts; but he would also find himself late for appointments or forgetting them altogether.

The object he lost most frequently was his staff, at least every other day. He chided himself, "Where did I lay it this time? I'm more concerned with the events of other realms than here where I'm standing at this given moment! Drat this horrible memory of mine!"

Here in this picture, the Seer is relieved to have found the golden staff by a tree. ]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000042.htm 2006-10-08T23:10:44Z 2006-10-31T18:43:18Z The Invisible Seer

Cartemay walked the earth for thousands of years. One day he slid into deep prayer while in meditation and he began to disappear. As his friend Leeda watched on, first his arms, his face, and then his legs disappeaed. He appeared a walking headless ghost until soon after his garments also followed. Cartemay transported into a place outside the known Seven Realms, beyond the gaze of his enemies. This place existed between Heaven and Earth. He was aware of everything happening on this Earth he was standing on, but the Seer also saw a far off wonder, a Living Light whose power was great and terrible, sitting on a throne more colorful and radianct than a vivid rainbow.

Whenever Cartemay returned his appearance occurred in reverse order, first his garments and staff, followed by his body. At times when need required a sudden return, the violence of his appearing tore the atmostphere, sending forth violent streams of lightening, smoke, and bright flickering lights. ]]> http://www.newciv.org/nl/newslog.php/_v484/__show_article/_a000484-000040.htm 2006-10-08T23:01:05Z 2006-10-08T23:23:33Z