With A Little Help From My Friends

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I'm probably 100 pages into writing snippet after snippet and only now can I can declare that I am officially working on my second book. I hope to finish it by the end of the summer. (be still my heart!)
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And I can say I think I learned yesterday what the book will be about: abandonment, betrayal, resilience. (so uplifting, i know...but hey...)
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I spent Saturday with one writing guru and two other women who are writing books of their own. We had read 30 pages of each other's work in advance and had plenty to say about plot, style, verbs, formatting, character development, dialogue, scenes, intent. I am learning so much about writing. These writers are going to coach and comfort me to the finish line.

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But not just them. I have some special friends who have walked with me through a tough patch, for a long time, and now they will walk with me in easier times. You! And You! And You and You! Thank you so much! We have allowed ourselves to be known, to be seen. They've let me in, I've let them in. What a relief to be our real selves, even our mushy messy real selves.

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This poem is dedicated to friendships of all kinds. Hold on to them: they are gold.

(i hope i haven't posted this before? thank you for being polite if i have) :^)

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Invisible

Here’s the thing that I would say
If I were invisible today:

I would smile first and then begin
Starting with my oldest sin.

I’d tell you why I never learned
Protection first before I burned.

I’d willingly admit my part
In following this touchy heart.

I’d take my time and spill it out--
Every vision, every doubt.

You’d hear my voice and wonder why
I showed up here to even try.

I’d hide of course but even then
I’d have an eye out for a friend.

In moments when I take up space
I’d like to trust this just in case.

I’d like to stretch and drop my clothes,
See who misses and who really knows.

And when I finished I would grin
Wondering if let you in.

Wondering if you see the whole
Where wisdom meets the tale untold.

I’m quite invisible, but not unseen--
I’m just here hiding between.

love kj