She seemed to take forever, the wait and anticipation bordering on dubiousness.
At long last, she'd arrived.
Gently, carefully, protectively I held her, hands encased in cotton gloves so as not to outwardly soil her skin. My eyes drank in every detail: her size, her gentle heft, her color. She is now and always will be my first.
Much work and many an emotion went into getting her here, settled within my palms, absolutely as if she'd belonged there all along—perhaps she was only meant for me, another watershed moment within my own life story.
She bears my inner being to a very real extent, and I assure you she's far more attractive than I. Someday I will leave her behind and can only hope she will perhaps, at some inconcievable future point, provide some measure of inspiration in those who may choose to hold her as well.
She is my first book—The Light, The Dark, and Ember Between. We will be spending lots of time together in the coming year, and over a lifetime I hope she takes on that warm golden hue most books acquire with graceful age.
To all who have told me they await it's arrival I can tell you from biased first-hand opinion . . . well, I can't say that you'll think it was worth the wait, but I certainly hope you think so :^).
At long last, she'd arrived.
Gently, carefully, protectively I held her, hands encased in cotton gloves so as not to outwardly soil her skin. My eyes drank in every detail: her size, her gentle heft, her color. She is now and always will be my first.
Much work and many an emotion went into getting her here, settled within my palms, absolutely as if she'd belonged there all along—perhaps she was only meant for me, another watershed moment within my own life story.
She bears my inner being to a very real extent, and I assure you she's far more attractive than I. Someday I will leave her behind and can only hope she will perhaps, at some inconcievable future point, provide some measure of inspiration in those who may choose to hold her as well.
She is my first book—The Light, The Dark, and Ember Between. We will be spending lots of time together in the coming year, and over a lifetime I hope she takes on that warm golden hue most books acquire with graceful age.
To all who have told me they await it's arrival I can tell you from biased first-hand opinion . . . well, I can't say that you'll think it was worth the wait, but I certainly hope you think so :^).