Slightly more then half way through the month of November now and I’m still enthused with my novel – a work still in progress. But I would not have concentrated as I have been able to if it were not for all friends here – and you all feel as friends to me – who have contributed as guests while I fashion something from thoughts gleaned from here, there and everywhere.
So heartfelt thanks to all who have contributed. Keep them coming. And many thanks to those who continue to read even while I neglect posts I am saving. You don’t want to see my inbox! I might need to cheat and start afresh. Well, at least I’m owning up. 😉
I can see light at the end of the tunnel, even if it might end up as a train wreck. Fingers crossed the light is a star. Or at least a reflection.
I was thinking about giving some sort of idea as to what my book is about and this below is by way of a synopsis. No space travel is involved – thought it might look like that after I read it back! – but there is Scotland, there is history, there is connection across time and between family and friends unknown. There is something of the journey I have taken here on WP and something of the conversations and thoughts I’ve had most of my life. There is love. There is unity. And there is hope. Wouldn’t be me otherwise, now would it?
I actually feel a bit weepy with the end of the first draft somewhere in sight and the feeling of connection I have to all of you here and across the many miles. I love you, do you know that? OK, now there are tears. I’m going. Thank you once again.x
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We left each other there at idle stations,
Struggled on as one bereft, alone,
Lost connection, all as island nations,
Guilt and fear, betrayal, must atone.
We travelled far in merchant ships, cross’d starry ocean’s skyline,
Left behind the soul of deep regret, neglect,
Hid behind the screens and masks of silence,
Partook of fleshly flavours’ disconnect.
Across the heavens blinked a morse of meaning,
Signalled off-shore, inland, to the great beyond,
Synapsed charges, beams of light reflected,
Curtailed, at first, then merged, as minds respond.
Caught in ether, rising from the mountains,
In and through and with all hist’ry lent,
Past and future, present, now collided,
Disconnect and fear, all secrets spent.
Fused as one, returned the absolution,
Light to light, darkness out of nothing, night responds,
Union forged, ethereal communion,
Evolution swift in coming dawns.