I have been quite the recluse it seems. One of my friends informed me if I wanted to have any friends left, I must finish this book. I noticed I had not written a blog since June....that is crazy! I will admit that this writing adventure has taken a chunk out of my life! The story seemed to take on a life all it's own. I intend on getting back into the normal groove of blogging because it's such therapy for me .Now that I am in the editing phase of the book...there is more freedom to think beyond the realms of my book.
The name of the book is "Michael's Heart" and ,of course, it's a love story. I personally think it shares a very unique view of unconditional love. The main character is Colbie Hunnington Gellar whose career is writing commercial jingles for local radio and television stations. The story unfolds throughout her life as Colbie finally discovers her Michael...the love of her life. She discovers this love in the most unique place I would like to add. I believe this story will capture your heart and imagination in a way that you never have even thought of.
I want to thank all who have encouraged me by reading my blog over the past year because you were the driving force that pushed me to write this book. It is fiction but truth is laced in now and then...especially during the first several chapters. I would like to share with you now the Prologue to this book. I hope you enjoy and it makes you want more.
Prologue
Colbie
I can’t remember my life when I didn’t hear the music. Within each note there lies a symphony and upon hearing it’s beauty … something deep inside my soul is unleashed. Certainly there are different pieces of music that affects me in a variety of ways of course. Thankfully, there are enough chord progressions in this world to match the many moods as one such as I. I feel the term ‘moody’ has been given quite a negative shadow cast on it over the years though. I have been labeled ‘moody’ more than once in my life, and I will admit that I am just that. However, I chose years ago to reclaim that term in a more positive light. I truly view my ‘moodiness’ as a gift that was placed inside me when I was created. It is almost like a brand new surprise each morning that I get to open and am never certain what that will be. The first time I realized that my feelings, or mood, could be affected by music came around the tender age of four. “Puff the Magic Dragon” was my very first favorite song, and I played the record over and over and over. I distinctly remember my black mama telling me to let my little blue record player rest because it was exhausted. Now I knew that was not possible but eventually, I would get my fill of the song and turn it off. I remember sitting on my Winnie the Pooh bedspread listening to that song and feeling sad as I heard the words sing of little Johnny Paper not coming to play with the dragon anymore. To this day, I haven’t a clue what that song actually means, but I know what I heard in my little girl heart….I heard sad. I could feel the dragon’s pain and wanted to cry every time. I know now that the words had something to do with it, but my soul still seriously responds to a minor chord and that song certainly had them. Well, just as I do now, I would finally get my music fix and move on to my next favorite song. Although at that age I had no idea what love really even was about, I did know something happened deep inside me whenever I listened to music. Deep inside my soul…. something was stirring and the mystery that surrounded it would follow me into adulthood. I relate it to when a person falls in love for the first time. I know that love is not a feeling, but I think it’s a really good possibility that it started out with one. You know---that ‘thing’ that drew you to that special someone in your life. Maybe not even the actual meeting or getting to know one another as much as was the quest for that person. The intensity that surrounds just the mere thought of the first encounter you will have with “The One”, or in my case ….“Him”. The deep longing… the ache…. the breathlessness at the thought of the love of your life .How well I remember the first time I felt the haunting, yet exciting, yearning deep inside my inner being as I thought of “Him”. It was something that kept me excited because I always believed there was one man in this world created just for me. This ache was so strong and many times it felt the same way as it did when I let myself get lost in my music. This is when the artist in me was born, I believe. With this passion, all these feelings would eventually find a voice and give birth to my songs, poems, and many other things. My biggest fear was that I would miss “Him” or worse…it would be too late when we did finally come face to face. I always felt I would recognize “Him” the instant our eyes met. It sounds like something along the lines of love at first sight, I suppose, but much deeper than that. I always felt he was looking for me too and would just know me when he saw me as well. In every one I dated, I was always wondering if behind their eyes might just be the love I had longed for. I know this sounds like a typical teen-aged girl in love with the idea of love, and it may be, however; the deep connection I began to realize between finding the love of my life and music became more and more evident as the years passed. I have never been able to find adequate words to describe the journey my heart made to discover the answers I had sought all my life. Until now, the words have remained silently tucked away inside me but the time has come when the silence can no longer remain. It is now the time that my voice, my heart, and my very soul must be heard. Finally…..the silence will be broken. Listen closely with your heart as this story unfolds and you too may hear the music.”.
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“It’s not what you look at….it’s what you see.”--Michael
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