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I was thinking about What Ifs and writing from last week.
Writing is about examining the what ifs. We see a situation and add a what if … spin and come up with an original idea.
Or we find a character we love and throw her into a situation and ask what does she need to grow and change, and what force would be the one to force her outside her comfort zone.
It’s part of why I wrote Colors of the Rain. I once went to visit a boy who I thought was the love of my life. He turned out to be terrified once he had gotten what he wanted, me to love him and sleep with him, and I spent two weeks in hell with him. I imagined while I was wandering around some town in South Dakota, can’t recall the name, anyway, I imagined just disappearing. What would it be like? And that question haunted me for years. Until I wrote that story, then it went away.
What ideas do you have that you’d like to explore? Would you, could you explore them through writing, through photography or another form of art?
I know it’s pop. I know it’s a boy band. But I am in love with the song.
Alright confession. I love the video as well.
Totally hot when he kisses her and she’s totally into it and then he grabs the key, winks at her and takes off.
Also it makes me think of Gabriel, who is the hero of the book I am working on.
What can I say about Gabe? He’s self-assured, he’s sweet, he’s generous, but he has some moments of imperfection. He screwed it up with Shanna five years ago, and she’s not too willing to let him have a second try to break her heart.
I think if I watch this a few more times Nathan Sykes MAY invade my dreams. I’m attracted and repelled at the same time.
I keep imagining …
wearing a garter belt, thigh high stockings
long fingers stroking the soft skin exposed just above the stockings
gentle teasing fingers, touching
soft kisses, long kisses, wet kisses, seeking tongue, nipping teeth, soft lips,
gentle murmurs with romance “so beautiful”, “so sexy”, “can’t wait to touch, to taste, to see”
beach vacation, warm sands, hot nights, revealing clothing
of love, of lovers, of first times and next times and every time,
of young love, mature love,
uncontrolled lust and falling, falling, falling for you.
This is the culmination of a few things. First, my latest
crush obsession with Eddie Redmayne . Second, trying to figure out my next novel, which I’ve started and crashed about three different times. Third, subsequent daydreaming linked to said crush and writing attempts. Fourth, (I keep adding on) my best friend is in the middle of falling in love. She and her boyfriend as just disgustingly cute about it all!! And last, a post by fellow WANA classmate/friend Kristy K. James, Why Can’t Life be Like a A Love Song?
I was having a lovely daydream the other day about a life different from my own. A life where the mundane things weren’t so mundane, where I was just excited about things and my partner.
And then I started thinking about my husband. I don’t want a new partner. I want him, we have future plans together, which is going to be legendary. But, in the meanwhile, we have to live day to day life and it can get boring and we get entrenched in the exhaustion of two kids, jobs, bills, and the constant threat of clutter taking over our lives. (My husband is perfect for me. I’m keeping him).
But the mundane crap is really a drag.
So it hit me. Why not feel excited about the mundane things? Why not do things for him and be happy I’m making him happy, instead of feeling a bit resentful? Why not be more present with him and with our kids? Why not feel more sexy? Why not put on a bit of an effort for him? Why not feel excited when I see him?
Some people might consider it fake or false to force excitement. You can call it fake it til you make it. I don’t think it is false. After a decade, I can’t expect to feel spontaneous excitement and flooding in my lady bits when he walks in the room like when we were first together. Doesn’t mean it would be false to dwell on it and get excited about him.
A lot of people had the wrong idea about how love should feel. I know I had wrong ideas.
I thought for ages it be as Kristy K James says:
Am I way off base here, or are the feelings expressed in this song the samefeelings that most every adult in the world wants to feel? The newness of love? The uncertainty? The hope? The knowledge that this is the one?
Maybe it’s not the wrong idea of how we should feel, but the idea that we should feel that day in and day out without putting out any effort ourselves.
So, bring up the excitement in your life with what you have. Put out an effort to make the people around you feel the way you want to feel, don’t wait for them to make you happy.