Friday, October 20th, marks the three year anniversary of Deep Blue being published.
The observation of the passage of time has always held a certain fascination with me. Even as an obviously common and perpetually ocurring phenomenon wherein second A, or minute B, or hour C, can mark the X anniversary of any number of events for any number of people, I still find myself, with a sense of wonder, thinking, “I can’t believe it’s been X years since…”
I can’t believe it’s been five years since I wrote Deep Blue. Most of the text was composed on a smart phone during the summer of 2012 because free time for writing was a rare commodity. I couldn’t always have a laptop or a notebook with me and I had to write when and wherever the opportunity presented itself. It’s a habit I’ve retained to this day. Significant portions of my writing are still created on a smart phone.
Now, Deep Blue is a published book sitting on my shelf and on my Kindle, and on the shelves and Kindles of others, something at which I never cease to marvel. I am truly grateful to everyone who has taken the time to read Deep Blue. Thank you.
So, what’s it all about? There are multiple answers to that question and I hesitate to go into any significant explanation because Deep Blue is just as much about what’s off the page as it is what’s on the page. I know what Deep Blue meant to me and what my intentions were at the time it was written. I know what Deep Blue means to me when I read it now. Both are equally valid perspectives – the former with emotion, the latter with wisdom.
Deep Blue, like an anniversary on any given second of any given day, means any number of things to any number of people. I like that.
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