Tuesdays are my busy days. I have a meeting very early for the day job. So it means I don’t have a lot of time for writing.
I was feeling pressured this morning. I didn’t want to write. I was thinking about taking a day off. Seriously. I’m thinking that someday this week, I should make a decision beforehand and just take the morning off. Probably won’t, but I’m giving myself permission to do it if I really want to.
The prompt this morning was, “There was music in the background.” I’d been thinking about the other person in the fourplex that the robber baron owns — I knew his name was Milo, I had a good idea of what he looked like, but I didn’t know anything else about him, in particular, what he wanted.
So I wrote about Milo being pissed off about the music from the pub — the neighborhood is holding a solstice party, the local shops all have tables in the street, a little fair going on. I had a couple of false starts before I finally figured out what Milo’s passion was, what he did for a hobby — he makes scale models of boats. (There’s this whole underlying sea theme that’s coming up with some of these stories.) I don’t know enough about making scale models of boats to be accurate at all, but I just flowed with it — I can get the details right later. The research I do will inspire me to write more (a known part of my process.) Eventually I got him out into the street, interacting with people, in particular, Mandy the witch who was giving free tarot card readings.
And when the alarm went off, of course, I wanted to write more. Much, much more. I like Milo, I love his passion, I respect the decisions that he makes with his life, how he chooses to live with his art. Well — it’s another story for me to rewrite — because this is one I really want to finish. I took notes on all the ideas I had, some of the phrases that came up. Then I had to put my pen down and call into the meeting.
Of course, the meeting was canceled this morning. . . *laughs*