Have you ever found yourself in a novel? Do you read to imagine yourself
the heroine…or do you read because you are her…possessor of the deeper
angst and motivations ready to find their way out in shared dilemmas and
dreams, such as these…
Denying passion...love cannot be
conjured where it isn’t, nor can it be successfully repressed: “Caging a
heart – it couldn’t be done. Not a heart in full blossom of passion.
Stopping a roaring river would be easier, or harnessing a violent
hurricane with bare hands.” From “Love on a Train.”
Losing dreams to reality, when is it right to let them go and when is it wrong:
“Lana
strained to see herself in the cracked mirror that leaned against the
wall near Grandma’s cot. ‘You think your dress works good for a bride?’
Lana eyed the dress her grandmother was giving her, faded gray fabric
with only a hint of white where tiny daisies had once been.
‘You’re
going to be a wife, not a bride…’ Grandma muttered around her mouthful
of pins, her needle and thread weaving in and out of the gathered waist.
‘Get silly notions about being a bride out of your head.’” From “Asked
For.”
Being close to him, but not close enough:
“‘I miss you
too,’ I answered, my cheek flat against his chest, my eyes staring
across the room at a poster of Cincinnati’s baseball team. I did miss
him but not in the way he thought. Even when he was near I still missed
him, missed him in the lonely place he should be in my soul.” From “Mine
to Tell.”
Longing for a true hero who knows what he wants, and it’s you:
“I
had Regina on my horse in a second, seated in my saddle. I reached in
front of her, grabbed the saddle’s horn, and sailed up behind her.
‘Let’s go. And this time, I’ll do the holding on.’ And I did, with both
arms around the tiny woman I never intended to let go of.” From soon to
be released “The Lady’s Arrangement.”
If an author is writing
what he or she knows, they are writing your path. The pleasure is to
escape to that path, or even escape from it as characters sort through
what we sometimes can’t unravel. So, read. And enjoy. And when the pages
reflect what you’ve always known, clasp the book close to your heart
when you’re finished, and say, “amen.”
Colleen L Donnelly
http://www.colleenldonnelly.com/
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