I’m sitting here writing a book review….. Okay, I’m not doing so good since this is not a book review. Gwyneth Paltrow’s “Just My Imagination” is playing over the new sound system… Which is just connecting the larger computer speakers to a longer cord in Mr. B’s laptop.
I really don’t want to write this review…. not because I didn’t like the book, but because I don’t want to have to think about the complexities of writing a review. In all reality I cringe when I have to write one. That’s usually twice a month! And part of this is coming from the fact that my write hand (not a typo) is in a brace. I somehow re-injured something and the wrist is acting up. I just had to take it off (a no no) to type faster than a henpeck speed, but I’m going to be sorry. Typing does not help it one bit. Maybe if I tilt the keyboard up…. A little better
I met a man today who is a writer himself, and we were talking about sometimes not writing. You know, where you step back from say I can’t focus on my Work in Progress (WIP for those who do not know the acronym) The none writing. The flash fiction moments. I’m starting to get more of those. My focus has been horrible as of late. Maybe because I have sewing projects on my brain and Christmas, and Thanksgiving, and winter, and Boris….I always have Boris on my mind
I actually have this story I’m working that came from a dream. Vampires, Disneyland, castles, sexy vampire hunters… The Disneyland part will not be included. That was just my weird mind, but the rest is actually turning into something fun. If I get the first part fleshed out, I will post it soon.
So I am writing, just not blogging. That’s why the Bookshelf has been so spare. My Saturday Inspires and Sunday quotes are pretty much it. I’m inspired to write, just not a whole lot of blogging.
Sometimes though, you can enjoy life in the non writing moments. It is never bad to step back from writing. Experience life. Look at life a bit differently. Listen to music that touches the heart. Right now the music has shifted to the Cairo Time Suite. (if you have not heard it, AMAZING)
Think about real life. I was thinking about what it would be like to write a piece from the perspective of the person that has to clean up the synagogue in Israel after the horrific murders of the rabbis. What would it be like to see the blood smeared and then have to be scrubbing it away. Because it’s not just paint. It’s not just blood. It was a human life. It was someone of importance. You have the mop and you are trying to remove the red. The harsh metallic smell of iron or bleach, burning out your sense of smell. But at the same time you don’t want to forget, but you can’t block it from your mind.
That part is so emotional. I was affected by the images of seeing the blood smears on the tile floors on the news the other day. Sometimes you just have to look at the bad in life. Because it is life. That is what makes life. Yes, I can talk how I love the happy ending, but to get to the happy ending you have to have angst.
So, I am writing. And there will be a review tonight because I want to get a new book. I think.