Wednesday, September 25, 2013
No Christmas idea
I can get ideas from the weirdest of places. I was talking to a friend about good names for heroes and she mentioned her grandfather’s unusual name. I got a whole story in about 10 seconds. Mad scribbling ensued and the idea is pinned to my board.
The most recent ads for the Western Australian Opera were very inspirational (not that I’ve written that story yet either).
A conversation on a plane about ménages and what made them work or not (in our opinion) triggered another story (which is now on my pile to polish up).
However Christmas is eluding me. I see all the Christmas stories and the novella anthologies coming out. I like reading them. I love A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. I loved the Doctor Who version with the flying fish in the fog (it’s awesome even if you don’t like Doctor Who). I love seeing my kids opening their presents, and I want to keep the magic alive for them for just one more year (I don’t like sweating through 100+ heat on Christmas day but that’s another blog).
I think I must have the Grinch in my imagination. That secretly inside I’m all bah humbug as I cannot think of a Christmas story.
But I’m stubborn. I refuse to take it off my list of goals. Maybe I just haven’t built the right paranormal world yet.