September 12, 2006 - 8:19 p.m.
This evening I went to a reading on campus. Two of the creative writing program faculty members, and the Hellman prize winner for this year. But I didn't hear much. Instead I thought of the delight of turning my world upside down on the trapeze, and getting to see others experience that delight for the first time. And I thought of someday seeing what it feels like to fly for just a moment before being caught by someone else. We could turn our worlds upside down together. And I thought of how it feels to be in love, but not with anyone. Just in love. And I wondered how long it will be until someone does step into that love. And then, finally, I wondered how I could possibly write something as good as the one that won the prize, the only thing of the evening I really heard. I keep trying to tell myself that she was probably in exactly the same place last year. Maybe.
