I’ve never been in a fight…
13 Oct 2011 2 Comments
…I’ve never gone deep sea diving, or survived a cave-in, or wrestled an alligator. I’m not an astrophysicist or a painter or a trucker. In fact, I could fill hundreds of pages with all the things I’m not and thousands with all the things I’ve never done.
Pictured: not me. (c/o Google Images)
One of the things I’ve found that I’m loving more and more about being a writer is the listening to of other people’s stories: mundane or exciting, as long as it’s something I’ve never done, I want to hear about it. Because I can never tell what will inspire me, what will spark off a new story. Though if it doesn’t set something off in my head, it’s not wasted, either.
Pictured: my husband's tactical academy training. (Not pictured: me)
See, no stories are wasted, no knowledge is useless. It’s only stored away for later use. And I want to hear it all. Not just the deep, meaningful, inspiring stuff. I want the disturbing, the silly, the depressing, and yes, even what you might think is boring. As long as it’s true (or you think it’s true), I’m interested. Lay it on me. Because only writing what you know is boring…
Oct 14, 2011 @ 10:49:56
Interesting point of view, Steph. And it’s true that all things are grist to the writer’s mill. My kids used to tell their little friends, “Watch out what you say. Mom might write about you.” lol – sounds like they didn’t like it, but actually they did…they were and are very proud of what I do.
Oct 14, 2011 @ 13:28:29
Haha, if I were the friends I’d be like, “Oooh, do it!”