06 July 2010
Forced Time Off
But, the imagination never stops...
I've been thinking about different projects that I want to do, need to do, and would love to do. Idle brain time (i.e. baking and spooning tiny teaspoons of butterscotch haystacks onto FIVE cookie sheets) leaves tons of room for thinking and wondering.
I was surprised this morning when a friend of a friend came to my house with her husband to drop off some benefit items, and she pulled me aside and told me that she'd finally read my book of short stories. She laughed when she described how certain characters made her feel. I blushed, her husband right in front of me, when she told me "Some of the guys had me hot and bothered."
Those things are the best.
It reminds me of why I continued writing after high school. I didn't want to just kill time at that point; I was no longer bored. I wanted to make people feel something. I've always been fascinated by emotions, and even though I wasn't going for a sexual vibe with any of my stories in the book (except maybe "Touched"), I'm overjoyed that I made her feel something. That means, I had her attention for the moment, and I tickled her mind in a way.
Yep, that's the reason I continue to write. Thanks to her for helping me to remember that during this BUSY time.