And in the end we are all just humans…drunk on the idea that love, and only love, could heal our brokenness.
I read this quote today and thought what a beautiful and appropriate sentiment it is. I often wonder if I am the sort of person meant to be in love with another person or simply a romantic who dreams of being in love. In love with the idea of love, I was told. Love makes the heart soar but it also makes the heart sore. Either way, it makes the pen bleed and fills the page with wonder and emotion. It’s where I’m at right now. My pen has been scribbling tirelessly the last few days, my hand aching and my notebook filling with stories that are far better than anything I’ve written in months.
That said, I’ve decided that Every Day Above Ground is going to be the first of my two novels to be revised and finished. The idea is fresher and the ground work has already been laid. From their I’ll finish Undertaker and after that begin work on another collection of short stories. So, all talk of love aside, I have quite a bit of work to do.