Red Tailed Hawk
There is this hawk in New York City. I became aware him of when his nest was being removed from the building he had built it in. Many people have followed his story. Celebrities living in the building protested the disturbance of his home. Photographers follow him. There are websites about him. Books have been written about him. He is a star. And he is a beautiful hawk. As all hawks are. The funny thing is, he doesn’t know he is a star. He would be just as beautiful whether anyone photographed him or not, whether anyone saw him or not. Pale Male, as he is called, because of his unusually pale coloring, is a hawk, and that is all he will ever be. Isn’t it enough to be a hawk, if that is what you are?
My love for hawks is quite large in my heart. Always has been, not related to Pale Male, I have never seen him. I wrote a short story recently, called “Hawk”. It is the only short story I have ever written. It is rough, and needs work, but I found out after writing it that my short-story writing skills may be better laid to rest, what little I have of them. I’m too old to start working on something I know won’t improve much in the time I have left. But, if someone asks to read it, I will post it. And I promise I will take any comments and suggestions seriously.
Tags: New York City, Pale Male, Red Tailed Hawk, Short story
When are you going to send me a copy to read? Hawks are hawkish, and this one is also peaceable, too. Just wants to be left alone to do his work. Like a certain writer I know.
You read it, and said it needed work… which I may or may not do! A book is developing, quite surely. I’ll post “Hawk” here.
“Isn’t it enough to be a hawk, if that is what you are?” Maybe for the hawk, but I hope you are not so cynical as to doubt that we can be more? I am happy that you didn’t stop your quest to be “just” you, before you decided “I am a writer.” Who knows, maybe some day you will be a writer of short stories too!
No, I’m not cynical – whatever we are, or become, is what we are… so there’s really no limit. I also mean to say, even if you change, you will still be you. Not “just” you, but you. Still you.
where is this hawk? you need to post a link to the original story!
I will go visit this hawk and say hello on your behalf. and one should go see a famous hawk if one can, no?
and who told you you can’t write short stories? bullshit.
oh, also, you still haven’t written the short story I told you to write as an exercise. I still think you should write it… =)
I would love to read the short story. Also liked what you wrote about walking
You’re reading my blog! how excellent… I will put up the short story tonight.
I said it needed more . . . room for flight.