Okay, as a new author I love it when I’m kinda sorta done doing something (like rewrites). I always claim that there’s going to be a nice l o n g break in between writing. I want to do normal stuff like watch television (The Surreal Life, or The Apprentice, America’s Next Top Model, or Making the Band 3). I want to step away from being seduced by the characters that come to me. Leave me alone, just for a little while, okay? So I say I’ll just chill, read some books, and not write at all for maybe a month. But alas, a month long break has never happened. Ideas, titles, characters appear to me probably every few days. No lie. I love it. Yet…it’s a twisted thing. You have to pay attention to the creativity or else it may leave you and never return. So, even if you aren’t in the mood, as a writer, you gotta give in. You gotta jot down ideas, titles, sayings, dialogue, things that make you laugh, that make you think. So, during the month of April, this is what I’ve been doing.
BUT, the best thing is getting to read a lot of WONDERFUL novels. I mean some really riveting, juicy, engaging books that make me happy to be a reader.
Books like – Can’t Get Enough by Connie Briscoe. It’s like a fun soap opera with characters doing all kinds of naughty things.
Groove by Geneva Holliday. Another book with outrageous characters.
Interruption of Everything by Terry McMillan. I laughed. I was amazed. I was in awe. I wish I could do what Terry does. She has the IT factor. She’s just good at doing those Terry McMillanesque books. Mmmm mmmmmmmmmm.
Other than that, I have been thanking God. With so much tragedy going on in the world, unbelievable, unnecessary, brutal, and heart-wrenching drama that happens to every day people, I get happy about little things.
Driving to my day job, coming back home every single day. That is a huge blessing.
Food to eat, clothes to wear, countless pairs of shoes to slide my feet into, laughing with friends, BREATHING. I hate to complain, don’t like being around complainers. I like counting the blessings. Like my mom says, “We have nothing to complain about.” We really don’t.
So I hope you also are enjoying life, the simplicity of life, even if you have to go thru hell now and again. Take time to enjoy life, to allow joy to come inside your heart, watch little kids doing naughty things, they are a riot and can usually bring a smile to our face. I like simple stuff, boring stuff; to me those are the true essence of a good life.
So, until I have to get back into the real writing groove, this is life right now. Very simple, very enjoyable, very blessed.
Nice entry. Sometimes the simple things in life is what brings us the most joy.
I don’t think we can ever walk away from the characters in our minds when they’re demanding that we write their story down. Can’t ignore it. It’s best to accept it as a part of life and go with it. 🙂 And I agree with you that we have nothing to complain about. Everytime my mind even starts to go that way, I immediately think of others who are far less fortunate than I am and those going to work everyday to jobs they absolutely hate. When I do that, my thoughts of complaints turn into instant thoughts of gratitiude. 🙂