I always talk straight about writing and the biz.
I tell it like it is. (or how I see things, anyway)
Deadlines are not fun.
They’re a necessary evil and always come with dragons.
You met one yesterday.
Of course, dragons aren’t a deadline-plagued writer’s only worry.
Hilarity also kicks in at some point. Your mind gets fuzzed, the book is alive, consuming you. That’s when ANYTHING can and does happen. Your fingers fly across the keys, your office fades away and you are there, in the story. The rest of the world ceases to exist.
It’s just you and the book.
Even when you must leave your desk (gah!… what a bother), the story goes with you.
You can’t escape it.
Even the most innocuous things remind you of the book.
Like last week when I oh-so-innocently finished writing a love scene and then stepped out with Em only to see Florida bromeliads bearing a striking resemblance to, well, you know….
If you’ve forgotten, take a peek at the top photo.
Or this one..
As I commented in last week’s post, I burst out laughing when I saw these bromeliads.
Such a sight, having just finished a love scene, struck my funny bone.
I love laughing anyway, so the hilarity-break was very welcome.
But the deadline still needed tending and so I couldn’t stand around chuckling for long.
Em and I enjoyed a fine walk (we do love being out and about) and I then returned to my desk.
I forgot about the bromeliads.
The next day, I decided to read through the love scene I’d written.
I wanted to make sure I was pleased with it. That it was, well, satisfying for my hero and heroine.
I decided it was. Em decided he wanted another walk.
We headed out.
And when we came to the bromeliads, I laughed even more than the day before.
This is why..
I don’t think words are necessary.
I will say that I took this as a sign that the love scene was indeed most satisfying!
And so I smiled the rest of our walk. I hope the special ‘love scene’ bloom brings you a chuckle, too.