The Life and Literary Times of Catherine Julia Jefferson: A Pledge before the Calendar Scurries Away

28 December 2007

A Pledge before the Calendar Scurries Away

I will not write much now, for my pledge is to have two more chapters complete by 11:59 PM this Monday, 31 December 2007. I did something similar to this last year, and, well, it worked, so why not do it again?
One of these chapters, the one for Part II, is almost done. I think I might be forced to call it "Tarot and Tea Leaves". As for the second, the one for Part I, I have absolutely no idea what to write about!
So now I must write away.

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The Best Thing I Have Ever Written

He turned and walked to the window with the crimson curtains behind the desk. The stars seemed a woven tapestry above their heads. They were trapped beneath a bolt of dark silk embroidered with golden stars. It was a mirage—a hoax; it was a joke of the Gods, teasing men with the hope of attaining something unattainable. They know they cannot reach the stars, but that mere light above—that beacon of the numinous—fills their souls to the brim with futile hope. They race to the Heavens, believing, in the spirit of Michelangelo, that even if they miss the stars, they will reach the moon. They essay to conquer the cosmos—to bring the very buttes of Olympus into the dominion of men; yet, they are but mortal men and can have no contest with the immortal, and thus the immortal flaunt their undying superiority by draping this tapestry of unrequited hope about the shivering world. It would be better, Ralph thought tersely as he closed the curtains, had they blotted out the stars and darkened the sun.