I’m supposed to be heralding the publication of my new book.
And heralding I’m trying, but unlike my other posts, this one is just….not…writing…itself.
So I’ll follow the birds outside my window, who are heralding the signs of spring. Flapping their wings, singing songs, tapping on my outside windows – Look! LOOK!
Can you see my wings flapping? I wrote about Bert and Bessie the birds 35 years ago, and I could hear them singing from the inside of my file drawers.
I shared their story with a friend, who sent it to another friend, who read it to his artist wife, Shelley.
She fell in love with Bert and Bessie and drew them in gorgeous color. Their joy jumped off the page.
I made a mock-up of my words and the artist’s drawings and mailed it to a friend who teaches elementary students. She loved the story and encouraged me to flap my wings harder.
That friend shared my mock-up with a woman who used to live in the same college dorm we did. That fellow dorm-mate chirruped and trilled about Bert and Bessie.
She happens to be a publisher.
And I realized that to share a creation, we need to follow the birds’ example:
Sing it outloud.
Flap our wings.