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Your Hand in Magic

Last Valentine's Day I posted about my own love story. A few short weeks later that story experienced what I thought was a horrible ending, but it turns out that chapter in my life was precisely that - just a chapter. While I still believed it was an ending, I felt cut off from my dreams, not only of a life with the person I love, but of a life with writing.

I couldn't write. I couldn't imagine. I couldn't even read.

I started journaling again, trying to find a way back to myself, and eventually everything worked out. These days I'm flowing over with ideas and inspirations, and passing through the fire gave me the perspective to realize how awesome that is.

Today, in a fit of brainstorming that has become the norm again, I grabbed up a random notebook to scribble on and discovered it was the same one from this summer. Flipping through it, I found a note to my writing self, written during a time when I was still struggling to figure out if that part of me was even alive anymore.

My writing side was the first love of my life before any humans (though I did have a rather enthusiastic crush on Batman as a kid), and so I'd like to share an excerpt from that note as a late Valentine's Day post, in honor of the bond we have with our creative selves:


I'm asking for your hand in magic.
I want you to make me fly again.
At least come and press the treadle in my mind;
cause little moments to flare
like the eyes of animals at night.
Teach me again to approach them at an angle
that sees the shimmer.
Shine me on to a better, more holy land.


If you didn't have anyone for Valentine's Day, you still have yourself, and your stories. Trust me, they're a better gift that most earthly bonds you'll create, though I admit there's still some they can't top ( ;-) ).

I hope you had a lovely day yesterday <3


( 2 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 16th, 2011 01:56 pm (UTC)
Awesome post--I have fought against that feeling of dried-up uncreativity, and that poem really spoke to it. Thanks for sharing it :)
Feb. 17th, 2011 06:08 am (UTC)
Wow, what a lovely letter to yourself!
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About Me

Savannah J. Foley is the author of the NAMELESS series (known as Woman's World and later as Antebellum on Fictionpress). She is signed with the Bradford Literary Agency, trying to sell NAMELESS, and working on her sixth novel. She is also a frequent (and proud!) contributor to Let The Words Flow, a writing blog from former FictionPress writers.

Savannah enjoys coffee with cream, busywork, reading in the car, rainy days, hot wings, the mythos of writing, solving for x, and tortoise-shell cats. Savannah dislikes mysandry, college electives, birthday cake, not remembering the right word, small dogs, the color yellow, and olde english.

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