My name is Eartha. It’s a name I once hated. I was born in April of 1960, so I suppose you could say I’m still the good side of forty. I hope I wear it well. My friends might say so.
It’s only four weeks to go now to Christmas. The older I get the sooner it seems to creep up on me. It’s a celebration I once hated. Especially when I was a kid. There was good reason not to like it then. I like it well enough now, and I was sitting here at my desk, gazing at the stars of my screensaver as they disappear into computer infinity, thinking about the Christmas that’s coming and the Christmases that have gone, weighing up the difference with myself. My latest novel sits beside me, awaiting the publisher’s suggested changes. The deadline’s come and gone. And yet a nagging voice keeps me fixed on this Christmas thing.
“Write them down”, it says, over and over again. “Write down your lives!”
Well, if it’s going to stop it from its insistent prodding, I might as well appease the voice. I know someone who will be very glad I did, but I’m not about to let his name slip out on the very first page! No. And there’s also Elysia to consider. I suppose I should work her story in too.
Two journeys, one physical the other spiritual, bind Eartha and Elysia together in an understanding of the Meaning of Life through the passage of Advent towards the last Christmas of the 20th century, and the last one for both of them before they turn 40.
If the word sacrament is used correctly to describe the Outer Manifestation of an Inner Reality, you must prepare yourself for a very sacramental journey! As you follow Eartha’s roller-coaster ride through her ‘lives’, as she describes them, I wonder if you’ll recognise any of the landmarks? How many of the diverse experiences of her ‘lives’ will resonate with perhaps different meaning in your own? Unlike Eartha, Elysia has someone who gives her everything she has secretly wanted in a different present for every day of Advent; nonetheless they both get their heart’s one True Desire at the climax of their journey on Christmas day.
If you could have everything you secretly desired for Christmas, what would those things be? And, more to the point, would you be ready for them? Will you identify with the Outer Manifestations of one journey, or the Inner Realities of the other? Only you will know the answer to that question.
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November 27th, 2014
It’s Advent Journey Time! And you’ll be able to read Eartha and Elysia’s stories here through Advent. The season begins on December 1st with Chapter One, and I’ll be publishing another chapter every day until December 25th. Worlds Without End is a book I’ve categorised as a work of Autobiographical Fiction. It’s the story of my life, of how I managed to put it into the words that gave me the ability to let go of all the pain and confusion I’d felt throughout the 40 years it covers. There were many things that needed the freedom of fiction through which to view them and make sense of the strong emotions they engendered. The framing of events in the mechanism of the Advent Journey was particularly helpful, giving me a firm structure around which to chronicle my journey, and every year I’m reminded of how I’ve managed to put all the hurt and frustration of my earlier life behind me by writing this book. This year I’d like to give others the chance to take up Eartha and Elysia’s Advent Journey for themselves, so I’m making it available here on my blog, and also on a new platform called Biosgraphy that’s particularly suited to writers of all shapes and sizes, for anyone who’d like to do so. Be warned, though, it’s not going to be an easy ride …
See you all on December 1st with Chapter One!
Brightest Blessings and a Happy Advent Journey to any and all who are reading this,
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