She stands in the river of time. As if the universe has captured her in this single moment. She feels time pulling her along. The water and silt flowing over her bare feet as she puzzles the great mysteries of life.

She is not alone here.

Her shadow, her past, solid, ever present, is before her. It stretches across time to solid land. It is all she has been. All she has endured. All she has experienced. Joy and love, pain and loss. They are all part of her. She cannot escape her past, nor should she. All parts together make her. Take away any, and it changes who she is.

There is another here.

Her reflection on the water ripples with life, a living thing. It is almost translucent. It is her future. Unlike the solid shadow of her past, her future is always in flux. It does not control her, nor is she trapped by it. It will be as it will be, is her mantra. The only thing in common with the shadow, is she always has her future with her as well.

She is V³

She walks in moonlight. Even in the daytime her shadow is bathed in moonlight. It is appropriate I suppose. As, like the moon, she goes through her phases. Nor can she deviate or escape them, any more than the moon can change its path through the celestial sky.

What a force of nature she is. She effects all those who encounter her. As the moon applies its power to the tidal forces, so does she to people. It just happens. Sometimes she seems to be just as surprised at the effects as those affected.

She is celestial, ethereal, magical and possibly immortal.

She walks in Moonlight.

Prologue

Have you ever wondered about the people behind the stories? What were they really like? What drove and inspired them? Lately those questions have been coming into my mind. History is available for writers of our time, and possibly going back two hundred years. Autobiographies, biographies, antidotal writings, all tell a piece of who the writer was.  Can we find out what inspired and drove them? Is that needed to understand the context of their work? Or, is the work a stand alone item?

Recent events in my life have led to an over load of emotional energy. This energy had built to a level that I felt I would explode. In the past, I would release this energy through self destructing activities. Those would bleed off the negative energy, but the resulting mental and emotional vacuum, and dealing with any repercussions, could lead to a downward spiral.  I am sure that is a normal course of events for many people. How the energy gets dispersed may hold the key to some of the creations that astound us even today.

I found that while I was contemplating how to deal with it, (the realization that just contemplating was bleeding off some of the energy), I noticed that thought and writing ideas began to flow. Is it possible, that negative as well as positive energy, weather emotional, or mental, could be harnessed to create a work that is worthy?  I believe so.

A Journey to another country may have actual begun the Journey of self discovery.

As with all Journeys, we start with the first step………