Saddened hearts in the writing world, losing two greats in one day. Harper Lee and Umberto Eco. Both had such a passion for writing, and yet neither of them published most of their works.

Umbero Eco, author of The Name of the Rose, published many of his masterpieces. He was a beloved college professor, intellectual and prolific writer. His photographs reflect a man happy with his life. Yet, a large number of his books remain unpublished because he either grew bored with them, or just did not complete them. His published works were successful. One wonders if we will yet see the others in print now that he is gone. This has been the year for finding lost books and poetry.

Harper Lee has two published works to her credit. To Kill a Mockingbird  published  with her blessing. The other, Go Set A Watchman, remained hidden, for reasons we will never know. The work was recently discovered clipped to the back of the copy of her first book. It remains a mystery whether she consented to its publication. That is a question for historians to ponder now.

What I find more interesting was the friendship between Lee and Truman Capote. The story goes that she helped him research and edit In Cold Blood. It was published after Breakfast at Tiffany’s.  They were childhood friends, most likely drawn to one another because of proximity.  During the summers, he visited his aunt who lived on her street. They each had a passion for writing.  It is well known that they parted ways shortly after Ms. Lee’s first novel became a success.  Some suspect that he sought the spotlight, she solitude, and they lost contact.  He died in 1984. I have my own theories about what might have happened.

Both Eco and Lee were reticent about their work, despite their great success. I share that trait. Not saying my work compares to either Ms. Harper or Mr. Eco’s in any respect. But I want my work to be that good. So I press on. I write because it feels good to write. I feel the same passion for telling a story, putting words down on paper. I am moved to write again and again, to try to tell the story with the same eloquence as Lee or Eco. Not for fame or fortune but to touch another’s heart and to connect on a deeper level, just as they did.

Thank you Harper Lee and Umberto Eco for sharing your passion with us.  You leave such a precious legacy.

Olivia

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Today is the day when our thoughts turn to l♥ve, whether we have that someone special to focus our attention on, or we don’t. What is it about this day that makes love more special than any other day? Hallmark profits soar today.  Everything is colored pink and red. Roses are the first choice of flowers, little candy hearts with words painted on, chocolates. I made heart-shaped pink pancakes this morning. What do those things have to do with love? 

What is love? A feeling, yes, but more so, action. Not just today, but every day. Going beyond yourself for someone else. Do they deserve it? Not always. Does that limit our action? Sometimes. But should it? Is that how you want to be treated and measured, by whether or not you deserve it? 

They say love is blind. Justice should be, but not love. Love should be able to recognize all the perfections…and the imperfections, and choose to stay anyway, knowing it will be returned in the same measure–boundless. That is true love. That is the love I seek, today and every day. That is the love I give, or want to give.

Tell those around you that you love them. Use your words today. Tomorrow, put those words in to action, at least one act every day. Continue to do so until the next February 14th when you will look back and see love, in all its glory. Want more of that? Repeat!

Happy Valentine’s Day.  

Olivia