Journal Entry #7 - We might be getting somewhere...

January 28, 2013 - 2:13 Pm

Well, things might be getting somewhere.

Here's today's post on Something Sinister:

On Monday I follow closely my usual schedule until about lunch time. At lunch time instead of cooking something similar to what I make the rest of the week, I make sandwiches. The reason behind that, Kayle, is that on lunch break my mom drives back from her job at St. John’s church and school; in order to pick me up and take me to organ lessons. Fortunately, the lessons are given at the church.

My lessons to day were going much better than expected. I was able to play through first verse of “The night will soon be ending” with only two notes misplayed. I proceeded to play the next verse since Mr. Snoew hadn’t asked me to stop yet. To be completely honest, this particular hymn was a bit above my skill level, but enjoyed the challenge.

Midway through the third verse Mr. Snoew asked if I would like to play on Sunday. With that my confidence melted, my hands turned to noodles and couldn’t even finish the verse. “I don’t think I could do that Mr. Snoew,” I said. I don’t know if it’s just me or not, but if even mention of playing in front of people comes up my hands become absolutely worthless. I suppose it was a good thing that he’d waited till the lesson was almost over to bring that up.

For the rest of the lesson I did basic exercises to try to my hands back into a state where I could almost play music again. Unfortunately my time was up and had choice about what to do while I waited for mom to get done with work. I could either walk home, or walk to the library. The library is only a mile from the church, where as home is like five, and to get to my house, you have to cross U.S. 31; which is a thing I'm terribly comfortable with. The last time I all most got hit by a semi. Anyway, I decided to go to the library.

I always enjoy the walk to the library. The neighbor hood that I have to walk through is one of the most beautiful in all of Grand Haven, but in the spring, it’s even better. The expansive gardens erupt into full bloom and the colors of the flowers give a less serious look to the many, large, and domineering Victorians.  The Victorians themselves are not all dull; there are two that I can think of off the top of my head that are very brightly colored. 

The library is one of my favorite places to spend time during the winter. There is a magnificent fire place ever burning brightly and surrounded with deep comfy chairs. That, with any Sherlock Holmes, Peanuts comic or Dickensian book, is worth any amount of time in my opinion. Today I decided to read “The Study in Scarlet”.

The description of Holmes’s abilities, quirks, and general life style fascinated me. I wished a great deal that I could wield such infallible observational and deductive powers. The thought then occurred to me that to some extent we all exercise deductive reasoning, through observation; even last Thursday I made the deduction (albeit incorrectly) that Cat would try to creep up on me and scare me. It was a reasonable thought especially because she had a history of doing so. The flaw came at the beginning of that train of thought, as Cat tends to walk very quietly when she’s trying to scare me. The fact of the matter was that I had failed to observe properly.

I continued to read as I came closer to the solution the pressure ever mounting, It rose to the extent that I jumped at the sound my phone makes when it receives a text. Mom wanted to know if I could walk back to the church. I wrote back saying that I would, put the book back, and started for the checkout. As I was leaving I ran into a couple of my friends, Leroy and Bard. I greeted them and we had a short discussion. I told them that mom was waiting for me at the church and that I should probably get going. As I turned to leave Leroy asked “Do you want to go sledding at Duncan woods on Wednesday?”

I told him I would have to check my schedule but most likely yes. While walking back to the church I passed Duncan woods and I thought to myself that it was a funny coincidence.

POSTED BY EDWARD STRAUSEN

So not only does this kid play piano, but he plays the organ as well.

Organs are epic. Period.

Anyway, back to the investigation.

Again, I find more about what Edward likes to read. Sherlock Holmes for instance. (In a way, I look up to him as an inspiration, Holmes being one of the best detectives in history. I don't care if it's fiction, he's one of my heroes.) He obviously likes spending time at the library.

We now see the introduction of two more players. Leroy and Bard. Leroy seems to be the most mature of the two. I can tell he's adventurous, perhaps a bit imaginative, but keeps his reality in check. Trust me, you can tell a lot about a person just from one sentence.

I am very curious about the woods that are mentioned in today's post. I believe Duncan Woods could be a big part of this investigation.

I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Until then...
Inspector Kornelson