My shameless countdown to the launch of OTHERMOON continues! As I type this, the counter says one day, eight hours and *mumblety mumblety* minutes till it's out! That's midnight Pacific time, of course.
On the day the book comes out, I will post about a fabulous giveaway! So stay tuned.
Meanwhile, I'm thinking about the number one. Roar it out loud - ONE!
Is it indeed the loneliest number?
As Three Dog Night says, two can also be pretty damned lonely, depending on how the two of you are getting along at the moment.
(Also - how awesome is Three Dog Night? My favorite song when I was a kid was their "Joy to the World," which continues to be amazing:
I thought of it as the bullfrog song, naturally.)
One is the last whole number before you get to zero, after all. It's sort of standing out there by itself, a bullwark against nothingness.
But in a countdown, it can be a pretty aweseome number, because next comes the thing you're anticipating. Here's Apollo 11's countdown and take off, which lead to men landing on the moon, which is about as cool a thing as has ever happened EVER:
The rocket itself is like a big number one. Or a finger pointing at the sky, as if to say "That's where I'm headed, guys. Stand back!"
It's also a very simple number, mathmatically, which makes me happy as a non-mathy sort of person. Anything you multiply it by stays the same, and it's super easy to add and subtract, thank you very much. It's evolution as a numeral isn't particularly complex:
(For those of you over the age of 17 or without kids, that's One Direction.)
One indicates a certain wholeness, a lack of division, a unity. Are we one?
On a good day, I think we are.