That is my heart

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sunday, 8 PM.  A day of writing behind me, which is to say, a day of reworking what had already been worked.  In the coming week, You Are My Only will launch.  On Tuesday I will name the winners of the You Are My Only Treasure Hunt.  On Wednesday, I will return to my friends at Rutgers-Camden (thank you, Lisa Zeidner, hello, Daniel Wallace) to teach, to lecture, to critique, to read.  On Thursday evening, at Radnor Memorial Library, thanks to the good graces of Pam Sedor, I will gather with my dear friends and reflect—those festivities made even brighter by the goodness of Elizabeth Mosier.

One waits a long time for a book to find itself, and a long time (too) for a book to find its way into the world.  One hopes for things, and by my blogger friends, my reader friends, my writer friends—my friends—I have been blessed.

I found this single fuscia leave today on my long walk.

That, my many loved ones, is my heart.


Bonnie Jacobs said...

You have a beautiful heart.

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