The "Fruitcake" story

I re-read the last blog. I told my daughter it was a bit like fruitcake. That isn't exactly a perfect comparison, especially because I really don't like fruitcake at all. What I mean is it was chalked full of too much...too much-ness. The sentences were one simile and one metaphor and one comparison after another. (I bet, Garth, that you either laughed out loud, or didn't even bother finishing it.) I thought about it and wondered if it might have had something to do with the fact that I hadn't been able to write anything in like a week -- couldn't even really "think" writing. I wonder if the images stacked up by the door of my mind and all tumbled out together.

Don't get me wrong...it was fun to write "Reflections". When I told my daughter that I needed suggestions cuz I had hit a DRY spot, she said I should think of a memory from when they were all little and write a story. I remembered a dress-up box that the kids had. They had spent hours and hours of bliss dressing up and playing this and that pretend game. Once the memory hit everything I wrote flashed into my mind. I have heard other authors say that something "wrote itself" ... now I think I understand. So it was really fun. It was like watching a movie and writing down the scene as it unfolded. And because it was memory mixed with story, and because I saw it and felt it unfold--I find I can't even edit it. Well...this learning what it is like to write. . .interestinger and interestinger.

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