I didn’t really know what blind inspiration was – when it came to writing – until I went through a break-up that changed my life. And part of why my life changed is because I wrote myself out of the darkness. In doing this, I re-wrote the story. I took the characters whom I knew well and shifted their paths, found their reasons to grow and move forward on the pages. I didn’t fully realize what I’d done until after I’d done it.
I’m looking for that same inspiration again. I have an idea for a third novel and have done some preliminary research. But I’m waiting for that hook into my soul. You know, you fellow writers: the reason why some of us carry around a notebook ready to jot down an idea…the reason why some of us like to sit in a room full of people, content to be in silence so that we can just observe. My friends have started asking me, “Am I going to be a character in your next book?” The answer is always “no.” You won’t be a character, but your alter-ego might.
Of course, if you’re a jellyfish, a 30-something architect from Portland, a young man married to a Hollywood starlet, an eight-year-old boy, or a small-town teenager (wait, there are seven of you) – to name a few – then you’re already in.
But I’m open to new ideas. If you can be the hook to my soul, then let me know.