(Feel free to swap the word wife for husband, kids, parents, boyfriend, friends, or what have you.)
"What no wife of a writer understands is that a writer is working when he's staring out the window." ~Burton RascoeThis quote couldn't be more true for me, especially when I'm riding in a car. My mind drifts to places non-writers wouldn't understand. I try to think of unique ways to describe the color of the sky, the swaying palm trees, or any of the other landscape my eyes sweep across. I pass houses, businesses, or people and create a skeleton plot and character summary based on any combination of random factors.
My mind never shuts up. It's always been like that. That's probably why writing makes me happy. My crazy mishmash of never-ending thoughts have somewhere to go. I don't feel so crazy if I can pluck some thoughts from the garden of my brain and turn them into an actual story.
A blank page (or Word doc) is my open window. Through that window anything is possible--and my imagination produces some spectacular views.
What about you? Are you a window gazer? Does your tale-weaving mind work overtime?
PS: Is anyone going to the World Fantasy Convention
in Ohio at the end of the month?
I'll be there with Sara McClung and Carolina Valdez Miller. And I recently found out the infamous Simon C. Larter will be there too. Needless to say, we're all getting a tad excited.