On Sunday evening I was driving to a friend’s house, listening to the thunder and feeling grateful the rain hadn’t hit yet. Then lightning split the sky–just in front of me and off the road. It was one of those straight up and down streaks and the tail disappeared in the trees. I’m a pretty good driver–as long as deer stay off the road–but for just a moment I felt my brain go empty. There was nothing inside my head but a flash of lightning.
If they could peel back the layers of our global memories and get a glimpse inside the head of early man, I’m sure he felt much the same. And I think the that could be said of people from the future, too. There’s just something about lightning that touches on the primal, and also reaches forward toward all the as-yet locked potential inside ourselves and in this universe. It’s almost impossible to describe lightning and do it justice. Even pictures have trouble capturing it. The moment of the flash is too intense.
That one does pretty good, though.
On a writing note, I sent out a few queries for 13 Demon Days to select agents over the last few days. That felt good, but today felt better. The first of the requested partials went out, with more partials and a full already requested. Yay!
Of course, I know the process is long, that the odds are stacked against me. But, it felt really good to get off to a strong start.
Don’t be surprised if you see me wandering the hills, waving a lightning rod.
Cindy