December 21, 2011


Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration (quote, website, podcast, etc) and then a thought or two that came to mind. These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat, irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if anything comes of them.

F Trope: prophecies

Tomorrow is, of course the First Day of Winter (or the Winter Solstice); but TODAY marks us at exactly ONE YEAR FROM THE MAYAN APOCALYPSE! The return of Quetzalcoatl! The ascendance of the Feminine! The rise of Human Consciousness!

Or whatever.
So, Itzel Maria Hernandez-Hernandez was born and raised in Minnesota. She’s a high school senior at a first-ring suburban high school and has endure (for twelve months now!) the attention of her class ever since someone found out her first name was Mayan.

She is also planning on going to the University of Minnesota and majoring in nuclear physics. Her life is math, science and focus on her education. She’s been to physics conferences at Brookhaven National Lab on Long Island in New York. She has met some of the top physicists in the WORLD for heaven’s sake!

Her grandmother, however, who was the one who insisted on her being christened with an ancient Mayan name; thinks that she’s special. Special in that she has something to do with the approaching Mayan change. Though elderly, she still maintains a large boarding house near the University of Minnesota’s campus and she’s “invited” (she let Itzel’s parents know in no uncertain terms) that she wants her granddaughter with her on the night of the Winter Solstice!

With a heavy sigh, Itzel has agreed to be there. She DOES like the U of M and a one of her best friends is there for school, so they plan on an overnight while Itzel is there. After juggling dates, it turns out the only night she can stay is the 20th of December, right after finals.

They have a grand time, but as midnight approaches, Itzel’s grandmother joins their party with some foods, trinkets and songs from the ancient Mayans…

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