Thoughts Before Binding Services
At the post office before I submitted my work to book binding services I signed the envelope that contained my manuscript and began to think about all the thousands of hours of work I’d put into the creation and development of these characters and this life, not living or breathing, but more permanent than I myself am; how I would sit in the rich deep light given off by my green legal lamp and thwap away at my computer, which is just as romantic as a typewriter, in a way, breaking only to sip tea and go to the bathroom, and after editing a scene or writing a thousand words I would finish my tea and lie on my bed to read, to absorb the stylistic maneuvers of a master greater than myself; how the experience I had shaped and formed the groundwork for this own book which I was now submitting to binding services, and which would return in a finished form, ready to read and hopefully be read by future young writers aspiring to leave something behind for future generations, in faroff lands and in farooff times. And with that final thought, I sent it. Now we wait.
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Posted on: Tuesday, November 29th, 2011 at 2:42 pm
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