In which I finish with a flurry of love, Day 30!
And we have reached the end! The post for Day 30, lovely readers, is here! In your face! Being read right now by your own eyes!
Thank you, NaBloPoMo for existing and allowing me to have a reason to babble once a day for a month straight. I shall be back soon to slay you once more.
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People have been especially nice to me today. It started before I went to bed in the wee hours this morning. Online, in person - just really particularly sweet. Not sure why, and I am not going to examine it too much. I am going to take it on good faith that this month is going to be very beautiful as far as good things are concerned. I truly believe that, too, because I feel very different today. Can you feel that the energy around you is not the same? There have been slight butterflies in my stomach all day - like something good is coming my way and I am anticipating it. However, I have no idea what this something is.
Part of it is I am just excited about the plans that I have lined up for this month. Lots of social YAY is going to occur. For example, tonight I am going to a Christmas concert at the Symphony. The orchestral chamber chorus is performing Handel's Messiah and the orchestra is playing Bach: Magnificat. It is going to be yummy.
This is completely unrelated, but I was telling someone about a recent book purchase I made. The book is titled Destiny's Song, and it is a romance novel. Its writing-worthiness is nothing to write home about; however, it is a very important book to me. It was the first book that I read that made me realize love was what I was searching for all along.
At the beginning of my eighth grade year, I was reading tons of teen and YA books, but as time went on, I was not as satisfied with them as I had once been. One Saturday morning, I was aimlessly walking around our local library and being dissatisfied with every book I picked as my next potential book-of-the-week. As I literally sighed and walked away from the "Teen" shelf, there was this book laying askew in a magazine rack against a half wall. On the cover was a gorgeous black man holding a woman. It was Destiny's Song.
I picked it out of the magazine rack intending to take it up to the librarian's counter to be re-shelved when I turned it over and read the back cover. The story was set in Atlanta, where I had just spent the majority of the summer. I decided to give it a shot and check it out. It was a sweet story about a famous singer on break from tour meeting a girl who was visiting an old ex-boyfriend, now friend. When I look back on it now with what I know, the story was not extraordinarily special, but I read it all in a day and a half. I remember feeling more complete after finishing it than I felt with any other book since Huck Finn.
The next weekend, I went back to the library, walked up to the first worker I found, pushed the book out in front of me and asked feelingly, "Where did this come from?"
The librarian took the book, looked at the spine, and replied, "Oh, yes - the romance section. I'll take you there."
I remember walking up to this huge wall of shelves and seeing the same 'R' plastered on all those books that also marked Destiny's Song's spine. I was so overwhelmed, I felt a bit dizzy.
You know how some people remember vividly the moment they knew that they wanted to be a singer, or a writer, or a ballerina? It was in that moment at the library that I knew I had somehow found a calling of mine.
Love was going to be in my life forever.
That book is coming to me this weekend after last reading it almost thirteen and a half years ago. I wonder if the feeling, once I read the last sentence on the last page, will be just as intense as it was back then.
I have a sense that it will be. Everything feels different this month.
Something amazing is coming.
(crosses fingers & knocks on wood)
Remember to love.
Thank you, NaBloPoMo for existing and allowing me to have a reason to babble once a day for a month straight. I shall be back soon to slay you once more.
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People have been especially nice to me today. It started before I went to bed in the wee hours this morning. Online, in person - just really particularly sweet. Not sure why, and I am not going to examine it too much. I am going to take it on good faith that this month is going to be very beautiful as far as good things are concerned. I truly believe that, too, because I feel very different today. Can you feel that the energy around you is not the same? There have been slight butterflies in my stomach all day - like something good is coming my way and I am anticipating it. However, I have no idea what this something is.
Part of it is I am just excited about the plans that I have lined up for this month. Lots of social YAY is going to occur. For example, tonight I am going to a Christmas concert at the Symphony. The orchestral chamber chorus is performing Handel's Messiah and the orchestra is playing Bach: Magnificat. It is going to be yummy.
This is completely unrelated, but I was telling someone about a recent book purchase I made. The book is titled Destiny's Song, and it is a romance novel. Its writing-worthiness is nothing to write home about; however, it is a very important book to me. It was the first book that I read that made me realize love was what I was searching for all along.
At the beginning of my eighth grade year, I was reading tons of teen and YA books, but as time went on, I was not as satisfied with them as I had once been. One Saturday morning, I was aimlessly walking around our local library and being dissatisfied with every book I picked as my next potential book-of-the-week. As I literally sighed and walked away from the "Teen" shelf, there was this book laying askew in a magazine rack against a half wall. On the cover was a gorgeous black man holding a woman. It was Destiny's Song.
I picked it out of the magazine rack intending to take it up to the librarian's counter to be re-shelved when I turned it over and read the back cover. The story was set in Atlanta, where I had just spent the majority of the summer. I decided to give it a shot and check it out. It was a sweet story about a famous singer on break from tour meeting a girl who was visiting an old ex-boyfriend, now friend. When I look back on it now with what I know, the story was not extraordinarily special, but I read it all in a day and a half. I remember feeling more complete after finishing it than I felt with any other book since Huck Finn.
The next weekend, I went back to the library, walked up to the first worker I found, pushed the book out in front of me and asked feelingly, "Where did this come from?"
The librarian took the book, looked at the spine, and replied, "Oh, yes - the romance section. I'll take you there."
I remember walking up to this huge wall of shelves and seeing the same 'R' plastered on all those books that also marked Destiny's Song's spine. I was so overwhelmed, I felt a bit dizzy.
You know how some people remember vividly the moment they knew that they wanted to be a singer, or a writer, or a ballerina? It was in that moment at the library that I knew I had somehow found a calling of mine.
Love was going to be in my life forever.
That book is coming to me this weekend after last reading it almost thirteen and a half years ago. I wonder if the feeling, once I read the last sentence on the last page, will be just as intense as it was back then.
I have a sense that it will be. Everything feels different this month.
Something amazing is coming.
(crosses fingers & knocks on wood)
Remember to love.