Thursday, February 17, 2005

Turn

When I left for work this morning, the sun was shining. It was warm, for 6:45AM. I'm wearing a skirt and was comfortable. No wind, no clouds. It stayed that way most of the morning. Leaving to grab lunch just now, I stepped outside into gusty winds (can never quite get used to the sight of palm trees blowing furiously in the wind), gray skies, cold. I love it when this happens. There's something about weather changing on a dime (not overnight, not over the course of several hours, but going from one sort of day to another in a matter of minutes) that gives me goosebumps. It might just be that I love a good story, and every good story has a precise moment when things turn. Even though the true shift is inevitably a gradual one, there's always a moment of change. Or maybe (although lately, when this has happened, it has not been to my benefit) I just like the idea that a day can turn out completely differently than you'd imagined it would.

The chapter I am working on right now is giving me a really hard time. What do you do when something needs to be told and you can't figure out how to tell it?

3 comments:

this is me said...

Weather changes like that in Michigan during the winter can be deadly.

I hate snow.

Aunt Jan said...

What's your book? How close is it to completion? How long have you been working on it? Writers are my heroes; best of luck to you, sweetie!

Anonymous said...

So you are actually working on a book? I didn't know that; tell me more.

Grandma