Hey – LA friends! Did you know the Space Shuttle flew overhead today???
I kid. I kid. For hours today, my facebook, twitter and instagram feeds were filled with amazing shots of the Endeavor piggybacking on a 747. (The picture above was taken by my friend Jason, whose book you really should read.)
Between Endeavor overhead today, NASA announcing that warp drive might actually be possible after all earlier this week, and the sheer awesomeness that is the Mars rover – I feel the need to break out an old episode of TNG and listen to Picard’s great “Space – the final frontier… (Our) continuing mission… To boldly go where no one has gone before.” speech.
Admit it. You totally read that line with a British accent in your head. It’s ok. We all do.
There’s something strangely comforting in people from all across a city, all across a country banding together in celebration of an event. Maybe it’s part of why I love the holidays. Or voting day. Even Leap Year. It’s why I loved seeing all of the Harry Potter movies on opening night. Why we watch the Oscars and Emmys and Tonys together with friends. It’s why we celebrate birthdays together. It’s why one of my favorite moments with my family was when we all gathered after my great grandmother passed away. We missed her deeply, and yet she filled the world with such joy that we could only laugh in that moment. We were together.
We all come together around our common stories.
There’s something innately beautiful and instinctively lovely about this bonkers drive we have to see the universe. We are curious creatures, and we’re never content to just sit back and shrug our shoulders. We always want to know why & how & when. And I love it!
Today, California took a break from daily life, and we all went outside, said hello to the sun and waited for magic to pass by. The space shuttle isn’t just some hunk of metal being retired. It’s not even a plane or a transport system. It was in space.
It’s the dreams and blood and sweat and tears of scientists, philosophers, mathematicians & storytellers mixed with the raw wide-eyed bluster of a little kid who
thinks knows he can climb that faraway mountain if only he packs enough sandwiches and shoelaces for the journey.
And for a few hours today, we were all reminded of why we dream.
Sometimes I seriously hate reading the news – especially right now, when everything seems to be such a total mess. But today – reading the news reminded me that we live in a pretty amazing time.
I’d be stupid to close my eyes to shut out the bad, because I’d so easily miss all the good.
I think this is part of what’s drawn me to writing so much sci-fi in the last several years. Geek girl persona aside, there’s something brilliantly fun about writing worlds so much bigger than our own. I get to reach for inspiration, for crazy outside-the-box ideas, for the chance to discover or create something new. It’s a bigger canvas. More colors. A chance to say, “And I could tell the story with time travel!”
And it all starts with a space shuttle and a robot and a footprint on the moon.
It all begins here.
Whatever will tomorrow bring?
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