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I live my life in growing orbits
which move out over the things of the world.
Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
but that will be my attempt.
I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,
and I have been circling for a thousand years,
and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm,
or a great song.
—Rainer Maria Rilke
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I feel like I’ve expanded into the next of Rilke’s orbits. I knew finishing Callinda would be a momentous occasion, but I wasn’t prepared for the way it rocked my world.
I have carried this thing around with me, every day, for over a year. Not just in my head, but in a special carry bag that I toted to and from the designated coffee shop of the day. Over time, the process became ritual—read the previous day’s work and edit, write 3-5 pages of new material, make the revision changes on the computer, print out the new material for tomorrow’s review. Suds, rinse, repeat.
This is the way I spent my mornings—every morning. Here at the end, I was writing all day long, the story spewing out like ejecta from a storytelling volcano. And now. Boom. It’s done.
There’s a part of me that mourns the hole that Callinda filled. I’ll miss hanging out with the characters and dreaming up new ways to torture them. But, another part of me is ready to move to the next orbit. There are several planets in my trajectory, and I’m not sure which one to aim at just yet.
But, I’m circling. And I think I am a falcon and a storm and a great song.
Apr 03, 2012 @ 01:56:22
All those things, and more!
Apr 03, 2012 @ 08:43:50
Congratulations on your accomplishment. I don’t think I could do a book – I’m in awe!
Apr 03, 2012 @ 14:47:28
Beautiful post, Sandy. I can’t imagine how it must feel, but you’ve given me some great insight. Keep circling, my friend.
Hugs,
Kathy
Apr 04, 2012 @ 03:57:35
You really do have the soul of a writer, Sandy. Big hug!
Apr 04, 2012 @ 20:27:46
I’m so proud of you! Fly on my falcon friend!
Apr 05, 2012 @ 05:53:05
Wheeeeeee!