I finally have a week off- oh yeah! Too bad time off always seems WAY too short. Amid an avalanche of errands to catch up on I have a mound of editing to do. My novel is finally falling into place, but it’s all that last tweaking that is so painful. I made a few structural changes which entail going back and tracking for parallelism throughout the manuscript. I tried to tell myself to just finish off the main edit that I had begun and then go back later…no can do! I have to go back now, pull everything up to speed, and wrap it tighter and tighter. The package needs to be tied nicely by the end of the June (a month and a year later than the goal I had originally set two years ago) but this time I will make the time-frame. Of course, then comes the publishing process….maybe I should start drinking now!

I popped on the blog to see if there were any thoughts or anything to read or see…nothing! Is anyone out there? Oh well…I’m gonna go run off some steam (by actually going for a run) and then get back to my intensive edit during my short week of time off. I’ll postpone the drinking until this weekend…or at least until it gets dark tonight!

In lieu of no comments to respond to and the deathly silence of this blog I’m forced to leave another poem just to fill in the spaces. Once all my edits are done on my novel I’ll post a few excerpts of that in case someone is watching and becomes intrigued. But, until then, or until one of my cohorts writes in more prose, you’re stuck with my unending poetry splashes!

Run

The air like a caress
Slides across my neck and bared midriff
As I press my feet to the pavement
Bringing into bear my focus.
Sheer will propels me forward
Racing along the roadway
As pre-dusk drapes itself across my shoulders.
With every block my focus builds and
The stress of the daily grind
Slides away in a shimmer of sweat.
Soon it is only me and the road
As I become an ephemeral being
That outpaces reality.
Time passes like a slippery veil
Til suddenly the air has become my enemy
Pressing itself against me
As everything hums harshly into focus.
I have now become a warrior
And my body a weapon
To complete this run
To prove that I can do this
To prove that I can finish…no matter what.