I know this pain, this anguished lonely night.
My life was so before you gave your heart
To me and God did bind us man and wife.
Two souls now one, no man can drive apart.
Your Love’s alchemy has so altered me,
My ice bound heart thawed by your loving glance,
That every breath and thought I have is thee,
Though parted we may be by time and chance.
The darkened earth deprived of sun so waits
The jealous moon to pass, and likewise I,
Deprived of sight and touch of thee, do ache.
I know our souls are one, yet still I sigh.
When this eclipse is done, beloved wife,
United we will be for all of life.
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This sonnet is from my novel Forsaking All Other.
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That’s a beautiful poem. I’m glad the novel’s going well 🙂 I quite like the tidying up and refining, but none of it’s as much fun as just writing the story.
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Thank you, April. I wrote it because, after months of searching, I couldn’t find anything contemporary that said what I wanted.
I think I actually prefer revising once the basic story is written – developing scenes further, uncovering elements in the story that I hadn’t realized were there, having unplanned characters spring to life fully formed. I think my first draft might really be a large messy plan rather than a story.
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Yes, there are those positive aspects. I’m more likely to discover an inconvenient fact which means the whole geography of a building has to change or that the crime I had someone being punished for is more likely to attract the death penalty. It can all be managed, but it’s a bit of a pain.
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I discovered that I had someone walk out of a room and when she walked back in it had transformed itself from a parlor to a storeroom.
Although we all try our very best, even the greats get it wrong. In the Crawford of Lymond series, Dorothy Dunnett has a telescope being used a hundred years before they were properly developed. I think the things most likely to bite us are those we think we know.
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