Plots are everywhere
The remnants of a Valentine’s day gift basket… a woman enjoying a chocolate cream pie. Not just the taste, but the striations of the beige graham cracker crust, the chocolate cream, and the mauve mousse.
The virtues of a near tasteless dinner.
3rd year medical residents at a job fair. Where should I work? Where will I live? How will I repay my loans?
In-laws buying a metallic blue sporty convertible. Better than a motorcyle.
A potholed road in late winter.
Realizing you’ve matured because you can take showers in public restrooms without getting grossed out about cooties.
A girl who runs away from home and becomes a semi-famous musician. Her father is a preacher.
Drinking margaritas from martini glasses. How fun is that?
Yes, they’re everywhere. And from now on I’m going to write them down. We refinanced our house today and we will officially be mortgage free in 15 years 1 month and 6 days. Sounds like retirement to me. Noo…. it sounds like a full time writing career. In the meantime, I will prove my passion by writing despite having to endure the pain of getting up at 6 am and slogging through 8-9 hours of work that bores me to tears. I know… I’m so different than most people, huh? Most people love their jobs. : )
At any rate, I’m making a commitment to think of ideas every day and to write every day. So off I go to do just that.
