Yes, I know this isn't a white-throated sparrow. |
It's about babies and birds and the relentless march of time, because of course.
This is one of those essays with a long, long gestation period—my first draft is dated October 2013, and I was thinking about it for years before I started writing. The piece went through many iterations over that time, starting out in the standard first-person and one point measuring 2500 words long, evolving to the second-person with field-guide-style interruptions and slimming down to the current 1000 words. Along the way, it took more than a few failed test flights to various journals. The final piece is a testament to persistence, flexibility, and the all-important delete key.
If you get a chance to read it, here, please let me know what you think!
Sweet and lovely work, Andrea, as usual. xo
ReplyDeleteThank you, LBR!!
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