A sign that winter has ended, the geese have returned to Oregon. They were flying really low today.
I have often said that an artist has a perfect ending for their creation. They draw, paint, frame and hang. It is complete. The end!
However, an author’s creative process is much like birth. There is the impetus to create, the gestation period, and then the final delivery: a completed manuscript. I am sure there are manuscripts that stay in a drawer, on a shelf, or in a box forever. However, is it truly finished? Is it really done?
For me, it is finished when I can hold the printed, hardbound copy in my hands. The final part of the process is the letting go and sending it out into the world.
I have been involved in writing the book of fables for so long that I suspect I may be experiencing the equivalent to an empty nest syndrome. It has been so much a part of my life, I seem to be lost without having the need to finish a chapter or solve a character’s flaw. Therefore, I have started another book. Thus, a new beginning once again.
It is such a shock to loose someone who has been part of our life.
I recently lost a person; with whom I had worked with for five years, she was 57 years old. She loved animals and we always shared a camaraderie of how much pets contribute and give such joy when we are handling negative stuff.
If you are currently facing an ending, be it losing your home, or job, or a loved one, all you can do is to keep the faith and believe in yourself to get pass the pain. I do know the pain of losing a home, job and loved ones. And that is a hard road.
Whatever ending you may find yourself facing I wish you blessings and peace. You are not alone.