Rewiring Our Brains

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When I was a kid, I used to come up with stories all the time. I had a rather wild imagination and didn’t really care if what I came up with was plausible at all. One of my favorite stories was called “The Blabbaca.” A blabbaca is a creature that was made up of different parts of other animals; it could have the neck of a flamingo, an arm of a squirrel, the other arm could be of a bear, the nose of a goat,… well, you get the idea. No two blabbaca’s had the same mixture of body parts, they could talk and,…wait for it…play baseball. Hahaha!

So if I got Fly Like An Eagle stuck in your head a few weeks ago, then I’ll get The Logical Song by Supertramp in there today.

That’s what happens when you step into my world. You’ll eventually be invaded by song lyrics.

Being a romance, Harp Lessons is much more realistic than “The Blabbaca.” It’s patterned after my family. As my sis said, “It oozes Shea.” It was what was on my heart at the time. But I’ve no more ideas for another romance.

My WIP is more like when I was a kid. It’s an adventure story based in real events but blends them with the wonderful Irish mythologies that have so captivated me. I’ll always have a special place in my heart for Harp Lessons, but honestly, I’m having so much more fun writing this “crazy” adventure.

“When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, it was beautiful, magical…”

Maybe it’s because I’m now a mom, but I’m getting more in touch with that imaginative child that I once was. However, I’m also utilizing the more grown up tools that I’ve acquired in my life. I’ve simply had to rewire my brain to combine them both. I’m just glad that I haven’t lost that whimsical spirit.

The last thing I want to do is to sour into a curmudgeon. 😉

What are some fun things that you’ve carried over from your childhood? Are there traits that you’ve lost and want to get back?

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Inspired Again

EUREKA!! Image attributed to Mark Dumont via Wikimedia Commons.

It’s fun to experience the moment when inspiration strikes. Especially when you’ve been stuck.

When I regularly hired out to play harp, I remember one event where, for some reason or other, I had a lot of wait time. I used the time to work on writing Harp Lessons. I was writing the scene where Sarah plays her harp in Central Park for the first time. After I wrote about how she felt while playing Danny Boy, I was compelled to play it again myself.

My next book doesn’t have quite as much harp playing, but there is a bit. After all, Turlough O’Carolan is one of the characters. But by the time I started writing it, I hadn’t practiced harp for over a year because I was too busy with the boys.

Being asked to play for my cousin’s wedding was a wonderful excuse to practice again, but it also helped to get me back in touch with how it feels to actually play. I don’t think one ever really forgets the feelings of effectively striking the strings into a pleasing tune. But the sensation had dulled somewhat until I brought it out again while practicing for the wedding.

Plus, I was stuck in research again.

I’d let my writing fall away for a couple of weeks. Although I knew what I wanted to do with my characters, I wanted a ‘mythological’ way to do it. When I finally found some cool stuff that would work, I sounded like an excited ape.

“Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!”

I’m getting so close to the end! My guess is maybe 2 or 3 more months, then some serious editing. And definitely off to have one of my Irish cousins proof-read it. 😀

What are some fun ways you react to inspriation?