Day 17, 28,383 Words...

A quick post today. Writing is kind of like running. Some days, you have a great day, beating your personal best, and you feel like you have finally conquered it. Then, the next day, you run like shit and if you're Katie or Jackie you feel an annoying pain in your groin. Yesterday felt great, today was a struggle. Here is a brief excerpt that briefly described the relationship between Tim and Maggie:

"“And your relationship with her? When did it begin?” An easy question to ask. A difficult one to answer. Their relationship had shifted from friendship to something more at some point, but it seemed to blend seamlessly in his memory, so he couldn’t remember when things were different. When Sean died, he was consumed with taking care of her, she was so devastated, such a mess. And then, when Lincoln was born, he wanted to take care of them both. When did he realize that he saw or talked to Maggie every day? That he waited for the moment when she would call? He didn’t know. When did it become commonplace for him to stroke her hair, or rub her back when she was upset? When did he start spending the night, and leaving early in the morning, before Lincoln woke up?
“About a year ago, I guess,” is what Tim says, leaving everything else unspoken. Like how good for her he is, how much she healed with him, and how he knows more than anyone else how to make her happy. Tim is not the sort of man who would say such things. Gordon seems satisfied with the response. Gordon is pensive for a moment, then asks Tim one more question.
“And when did the haunting begin?” The question falls into the room like lead, its implication lost on none of the people in the room. This question, though, is one without answer. Might as well ask when the wind began to blow, or when Bon Jovi began to rock. There was no beginning, it was always there, in varying shades and degrees. Of course, in the case of Bon Jovi, there was a definitive end. Though their star had been fading ever since that brilliant and soulful album, New Jersey, their ability to rock clearly ended with the release of the single “It’s My Life.” May they rest in peace."