The sun rises at 6:15 right now. I woke up at 5:30 and thought to myself that if I had the wherewithal to get out of bed, I could be in the field just in time to fly a falcon.
Except that it’s April and the falcons are moulting.
So I did the other thing I do early in the morning sometimes, went to work on my morning pages after grabbing a cup of coffee. I wouldn’t say this is where I get my best ideas, but it’s definitely where I get my strangest inspiration. Three pages of long-hand in a hardcover, lined and blank book equals deciphering crazy dreams, bitching about everything worth bitching about (but mostly at myself) and occasionally a spark of (what I think) is a great idea.
This morning I was lamenting the moult in my pages (because seriously– it looks so much nicer out there than it did in January). And I was also thinking about what my “marketing plan” should be for releasing myeBook, RISE on July 1st. I have a great book trailer that just needs a few edits. (Amazing music by Rob Diebold and guest narration by my suspicious by surprisingly professional-sounding next door neighbor). We’re just a couple weeks away from that… And I have a few other ideas, but I got to thinking this morning about how sick of my own story I was.
What I really wanted when I wrote LIFT and what I would like to continue with RISE is to tell the story of a modern life molded by falconry. Unfortunately, I only have my own lens to tell it through. That’s when the spark came.
Wouldn’t it be great to interview other falconers on the blog?
Not a bunch of “famous” falconers mind you, but a cross section of us. I would love to wile away the moult experiencing falconry through everyone else. I would love to show that falconers are a cosmopolitan mix who make their living in a variety of ways and who all share the same passion and life-shaping force of this sport. I want people to know that we are generous, funny, a lovely combination of strange and smart and that what we all have in common is that no matter what is happening on the ground… we keep looking up.
So here’s what I’m going to do about that. I’m going to start harrassing falconers. (A few of you probably suspect your in the line of fire.) If I get green-lit, I’m going to ask you five questions. They will be specific to you. And I’m going to try to find out enough about you (if I don’t already know you) to ask good questions. (I Heart Google.) They will be meant to shed light on our sport, it’s joys, beauties, challenges, ironies and necessary humor. You can answer them in an email, over the phone or on Skype. Nothing will get published without your permission. I’ll just ask for your thoughts and a photo of you or a falconry bird or you with a falconry bird.
I’m taking suggestions. I want people across the country, across continents and a 50/50 split of men and women. So come on! Volunteer an unsuspecting victim. Volunteer yourself.
I can’t wait. There is so much I want to know about you! And I would love to tell your story. May I?
Contact me here.