January 9, 2018
“I woke to the sound of rain.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
And I did…at 2:30 AM.
A storm is upon Southern California and while some people may not welcome the dreary weather, I embrace it with open arms. There is nothing better to me than a thunderstorm that just blocks out all the noisiness of the world. One can escape into a world of rain and overcast skies and just feel…at peace. Maybe it’s because I spent ten years in the Pacific Northwest, but whenever it rains, I just feel as if everything is going to be alright. My mind is clearer. However, as I am writing this, I am sick and have a migraine and I want to just sleep for a million years, but Alas, there is Ghost.
When you are the owner of a three month old shepherd well…let’s just say it’s like those DayQuil commercials: Dog Owners Don’t Take Sick Days! And it’s unfortunately true. I am so tired. The rain woke me up early, the migraine started shortly after and I haven’t been able to shake it since. But there is always a silver lining when it comes to these situations. How about a torrent of rain to make you feel better? I think I stood out in my backyard for about ten minutes just getting soaked and it felt great. Probably not the best idea considering I’m ill, but I just couldn’t help it.
I also think I have my best ideas during a rainstorm. I think it’s because I can finally think. The only sound is the rain on the roof and the street and it’s like being enclosed in a small little bubble where creativity can blossom. I like to think that 2018 will be the year I finish a book, but I said that in 2016 and in 2017 so who knows. It would be nice to get more than 10,000 words down before I scratch it. I am just so indecisive. I know that one of the keys to being a great writer is being a strong reader, but I fall into so many slumps, it’s hard to read the amount of books I want.
It is just so frustrating to have this collection of characters in my head and have no idea what to do with them! I keep changing my mind and I know that comes with the process, but if I can’t even decide on a plot line, I am never going to finish this story. I know the end and I know the characters…it’s all the other stuff that seems impossible.
These days it is so difficult to stay focused. I can’t sit at a computer for more than five minutes without making an excuse to make a cup of tea or go find a snack etc. I know I should just open a blank document and start typing, but that is the hardest part.
I look out the window now and see the raindrops racing each other and I think of how they will be gone by the morning. The rain never sticks around long here in California. It’s unfortunate, really. I like to think that if it rained more, people would be a lot happier. I know some people like to think that when you live in the North, let’s say…Seattle, you are miserable all the time because it’s so wet. I never really noticed when I lived there. You played in the rain as a kid and learned to drive in it as a teen and endured it as an adult. It was part of life, still is. I think it’s a bit of an understatement when I say I miss it. Whenever I can’t think clearly I put on rain sounds and everything seems a bit more…unreal. Which works great for a fantasy writer.
I think my favourite part about being a creative writer is that I take inspiration from the simplest of things. Whether it be a rainstorm or a piece of music or even the way the air smells in the middle of the night. It’s all relevant. It’s very interesting to see the world like that. I’ve always been a bit of a wallflower and it’s been a blessing and a curse. I personally think it has made me a better writer. People tend to tell the truth when they don’t think you’re looking. That sounds a bit odd…but stay with me. I admit, a lot of my characters are based on real life people in my life, but the attributes I adapted are ones I noticed in the smaller moments. That rare yet very real smile, the look on someone’s face when they get good news, or my favourite (oddly enough) the look on a person’s face when they watch fireworks. Each moment creates a new outlook on a person.
The rain is letting up slightly, but I can still smell the fresh scent of it in the air. That smell soaks into everything and no matter how bad your day is or how clouded your head feels, that beautiful smell always makes it a bit better. At least it does for me. I am not sure where this post is going. To be honest, I’m just rambling, but that is what I love about this platform. We as bloggers can babble on and on and maybe someone will read it, or maybe someone won’t and that’s okay!
Do yourself a favor this year: make something happen.
It can be as simple as agreeing to get up at the same time every day. I personally am going to TRY to write something in length and am determined to workout at least four times a week. So far, goal two is going well. I also just want to write more of what I feel on this blog. I am using a new hosting site and I want to be heard or rather, read. I want to be unapologetic about the reviews I write and the opinions I have and I think you all should do the same.
Be a rainstorm. Be a force like no other, but also be someone’s inspiration.