Thursday, February 17, 2011

The Magic Happened


There is this quiet, honey-soothing spot that awakens in my chest when I write. With school keeping me busy, I haven't had as much time as I'd like to write. I had felt a constant sheet of rain over my heart but, just the other night, the magic happened.

The second my fingers touched the keyboard his voice caused a light to flicker within me. It was like rhythmic drums in the air. My MC's voice—Drake—whispered as my fingers danced out his story. I shut my eyes and allowed myself to escape and transport to a world I had missed, but not forgotten.

Desperation rose from a heated ground of forbidden desire. The familiar scent of vanilla still perfumed the house. The shadows forever lurked in every corner. The grass still damp beneath me as I watched a night sky masked in light gray clouds.

And then, like a shadow unveiling the light, I saw Drake—his pale silver eyes looked at me and he nudged his head for me to follow him.

I took the first step without even thinking, trusting him. He led me deep into his mind, his emotions spiraled inside of me and I listened to his voice, a deep timbre. The branches above our heads were dipped in the moon's light, making the leaves glow. The road ahead of us dark, but not impossible to make out and follow.

He stopped walking, paused in front of a lake deeper than our past. He turned to look at me. The wind picked up and pushed back his wild black curls, highlighting his high cheek bones. I watched him in awe. He took a small, silent step into the lake and the water shifted slightly, rippling around his foot. I began to take a step and he held out his hand for me to wait, and so I did.

He walked deeper into the water and with each step he took his voice grew louder, clearer, until I was completely lost in his words, in his story. He lingered in the black water and I listened to everything he had to say, to his riveting, painful, yet beautiful story. I felt the fire in his heart.

The magic happened.

Sometimes life gives us too many doors to open, close, and keep shut that we forget to listen to that soft knock, trying to call to us…

When I write I feel like I can make the impossible happen. That night Drake made me feel as if I could walk in the sky.

Perhaps it was better that I didn’t know. Not knowing meant I could hope, and hoping made it easier to breathe-- Drake

25 comments:

  1. That sounds like a story in and of itself. You became a character in a very interesting story.

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  2. Your words always drift, like magic, into your story of Drake. :)
    I'm glad the writing time enveloped you at least for a bit in your busy life!

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  3. You always give me chills with your writing. :)
    I'm with you...when you're in, you're in.

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  4. V I'm glad you are back. Is it ok if I call you V? lol Anyway don't leave for too long next time. I enjoy your writing.

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  5. So happy that you listened- that was beautiful!

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  6. Thank you guys!!! Your comments always put a smile on my face :)

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  7. Very poignant post, thanks for sharing:)

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  8. Love this post. I hope things slow down a bit for you so you can keep writing. It's so frustrating on the days I'm too busy to write. It drives me crazy.

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  9. What a beautiful way you have with words. Loved this!

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  10. Thank you!

    Bethany- It drives me crazy, too. Perhaps a little crazy isn't so bad, though? :)

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  11. So beautiful. I love the last line.

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  12. I wish I had a little bit of that magic. I'm already loving Drake. Missed you girl. Have a great weekend!

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  13. That is just beautiful. No other word for it.

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  14. Beautiful writing. Absolutely captivating. I've missed reading about Drake. ;)

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  15. Writing is a magical experience.

    Love the name Drake. :)

    I'm new here. *waves* Nice to 'meet' you.

    ~Lola

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  16. You are such a fabulous writer, even if it is just a blog post I'm reading. Good luck with your writing!

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  17. Lovely Victoria. . . glad I stumbled across your blog. New follower:)

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  18. WoW!!Your Brilliant
    I dont think am just a follower... I'm a FAN :)
    Keep it up

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  19. This is fantastic! I feel like anything can happen when I'm writing too. But, another thing I like is how I'm safe inside my own house, while the bad things happen on the page.

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  20. Woll-E's Tips-- Thank you!

    Elana-- Oh, definitely! But could you imagine if we could be there?!

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  21. Hey after reading this I had to follow, it was great. Keep up the good work.

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