Inspiration Strikes Even When You Don’t Want It To
Today’s Brew: Blueberry, I missed your face.
If you are an independent contractor, and you want to get extremely busy, just announce you’re putting out a book. You will book everyday. This is my first day off after 10 days in a row.
I was working on an ad for one of the Boston Mayoral candidates, listening to someone talk about the Boston School System expired food scandal. The biggest tragedy of the situation is that some kids depend on that meal to be their only nutritious meal of the day, and it wasn’t even edible.
An idea popped into my brain as I watched for shine on the speaker. It didn’t go away. In fact it fed itself and grew. By the time I came home, I had pretty much a full synopsis in my head. It didn’t matter that I had a 14 hour day that day. I needed to write it all down. Before I went to bed, I had most of a first chapter down.
I’ve been wrestling with this new story line ever since it presented itself. I’m supposed to be writing We Own The Night, book three in the Night Songs trilogy. I’ve already started the first draft. I had been really looking forward to meeting back up with Callie, Tristan, and Blade, to see what messes they’d get themselves into this time. But ever since that afternoon, any time my mind wanders into my literary life, it goes to Kyndra and Aiden instead. These two characters who’ve barged into my brain and told my other characters to chill out and relax for a little while. They’ll do the heavy lifting.
Last night after another long day at work, I found myself pounding away at the keys fleshing out the rest of the beginning of this story. It’s beginning to have some life to it. I even had to get back up out of bed to work on it. When that happens, I let the characters take control.
I know a lot of people complain about plot bunnies popping up at inconvenient times. This would be one of them. But when something sticks in my brain like this, even if it’s just a pair of shoes, I know I want it. It would be a shame to let this fall into oblivion.
If nothing else, it will keep me working hard, since I’m now working on a novel I didn’t plan to write. When I finally have formal deadlines. As long as I can get the ideas out in the first draft, I’ll know I’ve given these characters their due.