Thursday, July 28, 2005

Anaconda Means Hope

The crazy Australian dude was in over his head in the Amazon, wrestling with a slippery, writhing, enormous snake. Gasping for air and covered with mud, he appeared for a second to shout to the viewers at home: "She's a beauty, isn't she?"

That's how I feel about the character in Asha Means Hope, the novel I've been working on all summer. Asha is my anaconda, and as I write the last part of her story, she keeps slipping out of my grasp. Will I drown? Sometimes it feels like it. The insane herpetologist eventually mastered his beloved, gave us a close look at her, and then set her free. I hope I can do the same with mine.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Isaiah 43:2 (New International Version)

    When you pass through the waters,
     I will be with you;
     and when you pass through the rivers,
     they will not sweep over you.

Mitali,
Claim God's promise. You will not drown.
May Anaconda remain surely in your grasp as you complete her story knowing you will release her with joy. Peace and hope to you.

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