Tuesday, August 31, 2010

CONFOUNDED EMOTION

In Ghost Runners, Joshua has both the elation of a dream and the misery that comes when that dream is betrayed. It's how we walk, isn't it, cocksure of our footsteps until, one day, we know we can fall. My sons and I used to watch the Luge where a hundredth of a second can determine who places first; who is last. We loved to go to Fenway Park in the old days. To hear their fans scream in one breath, and let out a collective sigh of misery in the next. There was no confounding our feelingsa then: Boston sucks, we being ardent Yankee fans. So,with the pending pub of Ghost Runners, I am one breath away from the fulfillment of a personal journey-my own glory-my own gold medal. I had something to say that needed saying, and I hope I said it with a clear, strong voice.I stand tall by my words. But inside, the guts wrench in some personal aspects of my life: of love lost and impossible entanglements. Elation and sorrow, inside; I pray for a more dormant heart.

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