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This Mortal Coil--Birthday thoughts

Posted on 2009.06.11 at 19:19
Another year had passed and the mortal coil loosens, its curves wider and less restrained .   I'm glad to say goodbye to the revolution past, surely the most cruel of my life, with the loss of my father a month ago, of my cat Brown Jenkins at all of thirteen years, and a nasty car wreck that now seems like ancient history.  All these events were powerful reminders of my mortality, and I ache to feel young again, to not hear the tick of the pendulum like the ever-present clock in Edgar Allan Poe's "The Masque of Red Death."

But I have dreams to carry me forward, so many loved ones, and for those things I am forever grateful.  Ahead of me I have another year to hone my craft of writing.   My number one wish for this year--that I'll finally finish the rewrite of Crucifer and turn in a manuscript that I can be proud of, not to mention make my agent gasp with delight, as opposed to cough up a hairball.   My first act of the new natal year was to recommit myself to my writing, with a certain knowledge that each day I squander, is a day that makes my art less likely to see fruition.   I don't want to go to the grave with a computer full of unpublished and unpublishable dregs.  Only the heavens know the measure of my days, and the time to focus is now.  The inkwell of my soul needs draining.


coppervale at 2009-06-12 06:13 (UTC) (Link)
I'm bringing your present over soon. I want to give it to you in person.

Happy Birthday, brother.
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