I hadn’t realized that I chose the feast of Beltane for my book launch. Auspicious indeed. A Celtic celebration, half way between the spring equinox and the summer solstice that marks the beginning of summer. I just remembered: The first party I threw when I moved to the log cabin where I still live was on Beltane, and of course there was a bonfire!
Writing A Measured Thread reminds me a little of doing a PhD with all its ups and downs, creativity and challenges, elation and worries… and it took about the same amount of time, 4+ years. And how do I feel now with manuscript delivered and proof of accomplishment in hand? Strangely bereft.
Yesterday I sent an e-mail to everyone whose addresses were in my contact list, telling them about the May Day Book Launch: friends, colleagues, relatives in Ireland, ex-students, and some people I hadn’t contacted in years. The e-mails I’ve received in the last twenty-four hours have been wonderfully affirming, filled with delight at my accomplishment. I want to hug everyone.
Writing A Measured Thread reminds me a little of doing a PhD with all its ups and downs, creativity and challenges, elation and worries… and it took about the same amount of time, 4+ years. And how do I feel now with manuscript delivered and proof of accomplishment in hand? Strangely bereft.
Yesterday I sent an e-mail to everyone whose addresses were in my contact list, telling them about the May Day Book Launch: friends, colleagues, relatives in Ireland, ex-students, and some people I hadn’t contacted in years. The e-mails I’ve received in the last twenty-four hours have been wonderfully affirming, filled with delight at my accomplishment. I want to hug everyone.