Beginning … again

It’s vacation time! For the next two weeks I’m replacing words with sun, sea and a cocktail (or seven!):

Oahu Sunset

“See” you when I get back. I’ve packed ideas for my new novel People Like Us in with my swimsuit, so I guess I’m not really leaving words behind … hope to have something to share with you when I get back!

“My word. My word for the year Tash’ died was - last.” ~ Elliott, People Like Us.

And so it begins again …

Gracious

… This name that was mine from the beginning.

In every beginning an ending is written.

It is one of the very first things I told you. When I would lie naked in your arms, spinning my stories. The mind of a poet, and the body of a goddess, you once said against my chest - and I wrapped this description like a gift. It was rare for you to be so gracious with your definitions, Mack.

Mack.

I did not know that it would end like this.

Mack and Mabel lyrics by Jerry Herman

(It was so easy to name you. I knew him. And then I met you. The recognition was instant.

And you never, ever did send me roses. Just like I forgot to keep my head.)