Work-in-Progress Day
Thanks to Libby Mosier for alerting me to this effort by Beth Kephart (all the lovely people live in Philadelphia!) Oddly enough, this beginning starts with the same word that ends Libby’s excerpt: After.
After
The road that leads into Jerusalem embodies the contradiction within which he exists: Route 60. A $42 million dollar project which allows him, a Druze-Israeli to drive his brown car with the yellow license plates across it, bypassing Dheisheh refugee camp where he sometimes works, and into Jerusalem so he can visit the community center in the Shaykh Jarrah neighborhood in Palestinian East Jerusalem where he spends his evenings. If he takes it, he is on time. If he chooses not to drive, he is late. Late reaching the Domari and Arab and the few Jewish children who come to the Community Center for Reconciliation, and who wait for the blessed relief of his arrival, for the music and the joy of his company.
Can’t wait to read the rest, Ru! Oddly, the title of my excerpt, which I didn’t include, is Before. :)
this is a very very gorgeous blog—altogether gorgeous.
I’ve now been inspired to write something called in between. In the meantime, I wait for the music and joy, eagerly.
Thank you for your support Beth! So very important to the self-doubting writer who rests at the heart and laughs at the bravado we present to the world. Big hugs!
There is a Before in mine too!