Love stories aren't always about romance

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Recent additions to my Peace Round the World quilt.

Greg and Hugh Lund and how did I write all this anyway....

With guests back in their own realms, this morning I sat to read what I'd been writing last month. Wow; where has this month gone? Silly question, but I throw it out there because it's already the thirteenth of July, DUDE!

Okay, time warps aside, what I wanted to ponder was how sometimes love stories aren't about eroticism. Sometimes they're about familial rapprochement or merely recognizing how much someone means in our spheres. In reading over the five chapters of what's going on in the lives of Richard and Suze Lund, I was struck at how in two particular instances love within that family, but not Suze and Richard, drives the plot. Or it stirred something in me now a couple of weeks later. Love between brothers Greg and Hugh, between Richard and both of his sons. Love as meaningful as what's shared between spouses, but doesn't get the airplay that romance novels do.

Also I was struck by a couple of errors that were easily sorted, but jeez.... Facepalms a'plenty!

I'm also pleased with the story, if I say so myself. And I'm still amazed at how quickly this month is slipping from my fingers. Before I replaced the version on my flash drive, I noted I'd last opened this file on the first of July. Not quite two weeks ago, but nearly, yet time flies when we're having fun, and ten days of beloveds sped like flashes of lightning. Tomorrow I'll sit at this very computer and see what Chapter Six entails. Not exactly sure what that will be, though I made a note under the Chapter 6 heading, that this short-ish story is actually about forgiveness between two brothers-in-law. Huh. I vaguely recall deciding that, thank goodness I wrote myself a reminder, LOL. But that certainly goes along with the theme of filial love, which was not what I'd planned for this section.

Lately my writing has been very much of breathe deeply and follow the Spirit. I see no reason to alter that manner of creativity, especially when love is the motivator. Or the motivation. Or the basis. Or the destination. Or the.... Hopefully you get my drift. Love is what it's all about, in one form or another. And I'm fine and dandy with that.

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