By the TumTum Tree–A Blog by KD Williamson
No, this isn’t the entire poem, but I think a couple of stanzas will suffice. The first time I read this poem I was in Junior high (7th grade). I didn’t understand a word of it, but it gave me chills. The images it created for me were both frightening and wonderful. In a few words, Lewis Carroll told a tale of bravery and triumph.
I brought my literature book home that night and read it again and again. I swear I saw something different each time.
I was in awe.
It was all so strange, and I immediately felt connected because I considered myself strange as well. My dreams that night were vivid and loud. I still remember to this day that I was that hero.
I wanted to create a world like that. I wanted to be special. I tried my best to craft my own language…after homework of course. In my mind, I failed time and time again. My words didn’t jump off the page or set my senses on edge, in a good way.
I gave up.
I grew up.
A few years later, I figured out that poetry wasn’t the right vehicle for me anyway. Prose was, and I’ve been driving that car ever since. I’ve stopped along the way and got caught up in other scenery sometimes for months…hell years at a time.
But, I always got back in that car. It’s a 1969 black charger in case you’re wondering. The road led me to Blurred Lines and Ylva pulled up beside me.
It was a helluva race. I got a multi-book deal from it. Blurred Lines is the first in the Cops and Docs Series. These ladies spoke to me, and they just would not shut up. I didn’t want them to.
They were strong enough to yell at times especially Kelli McCabe. She doesn’t mind being loud at all. I should add opinionated, loyal, and smart. Once she’s in your corner, she isn’t the type to leave no matter what happens.
Nora Whitmore has the cooler head. At least, she did until she met Kelli. She discovers the fire that’s been buried within her all along, and in turn, she softens Kelli along the way.
Well… a lot happens in between, and it’s an interesting journey.
In short, there was a reason behind all the stumbling around I did. I was waiting for things to make sense, but the decoder I needed was there all the time. Damn thing just needed to be tweaked a little. It got me where I needed to be with this book and these characters.
When I read, The Jabberwocky, nowadays. I still get chills just like the first time, but now I know I create images in a reader’s head too. For those who want to come along, Blurred Lines was officially released on February 3rd. I would like to thank Women and Words for letting me interrupt their regularly scheduled programming to ramble on like this.
Here’s a more informative description of Blurred Lines:
Kelli McCabe is a no nonsense detective with a tough exterior. Only a select few know her as a loyal, loving friend. Committed to her family, her friends, and her job, Kelli puts her needs behind everyone else’s.
As a surgeon, Nora Whitmore is used to being in control. The hospital is her life and leaves room for little else. Respected by her colleagues, but misunderstood by the residents, Nora takes what she needs and keeps everyone at arm’s length. In the process, she creates unexpected enemies.
Tragedy brings them together. As chaos grows around them, the lines between them begin to blur. Despite being from different worlds, friendship grows between them, turning quickly to attraction. Will these two strong, independent women find a way to deal with their individual baggage? Or will they be overcome by it?