Full Moon Over Writing Group
Last night sitting in the upstairs room where my writing groups meet, I noticed through the tall window opposite me, the huge fat full moon. Starless black sky, a dark feathering of tree branches and that perfect moon.
As it happened, everyone had brought in especially good work.
And as it happened, I was only two days away from the official publication date of my novel Cobalt Blue. Have I mentioned that before? It's entirely possible that I've said some little something about it.
The moon felt auspicious, encouraging; though I'm usually mostly interested in its decorative aspects.
I did a little googling on the meanings of this event of the night sky. This March peak of the cycle is called the Worm Moon, because supposedly snow is melting and ground is softening and the earthworms are going to work again. (I think these names were chosen somewhere substantially north of North Carolina.)
Tomorrow on the day of publication, the moon's phase will be waning gibbous, 94% visible. For symbolic purposes, I don't much like the terms worm or waning or gibbous, which has to do with bulging, protuberant, hunch-backed. Or less than 100%. But I read that this is a good time for spells related to letting go.
In a sense, publication of a novel is letting it go. However, that's not at all how it feels. The experience is more like planting, setting fires, taking Paul Revere rides, giving hula hoop demonstrations, running for president, Fortunately, I like that sort of thing. So, hello, moon, let's begin! And from now on, I'll be checking on the state of the moon at every Wednesday night writing group.