Where My Mind Goes
I think writers are expected to be a bit eccentric. At least I hope they are, otherwise I’m in a lot of trouble.
I have a lot of weird, random thoughts. I’m the kind of person you’ll see chuckling to themselves for no rational reason. No, I’m not crazy. I swear. But, I do often find humor in the oddest places and at the strangest times.
For instance, I was trying to nap. My body was weary, my brain overloaded with what I’d written that day and as I closed my eyes, I remembered another nap I had in a living room full of people. It only lasted two minutes because I’d shocked my nephew, his girlfriend, and my sister with a roaring snore. Yes, I snored like a drunken lord after a fortnight of debauchery. That memory kept me from falling to sleep because I kept laughing at myself.
Most of the time I can turn odd thoughts and random images into a scene for one of my stories. I have several weird little things stashed away in the back of my mind for the perfect character to carry it through. But sometimes, the thought is so goofy, I can’t put it in a book for fear my readers would think I’d lost my ever lovin’ mind.
Which is why I’m blogging about it instead. In my day job, I work in a shipyard. No, unfortunately, I don’t have the whole Flashdance welder by day, writer by night thing going on. I do environmental work and have had to buy a pair of quality steel-toe boots for my yard excursions.
Well, on Friday, I was walking in my office when I happened to look down at my feet and there it was. The thought. I looked like a lumberjack! Okay, I wasn’t wearing plaid flannel or suspenders, but I have brown boots and jeans. It struck me as funny, especially when I tacked on the nearly irresistible urge to sing “The Lumberjack Song” by Monty Python. Do you know it? I do and if I didn’t fear being carted off by men in little white coats, I might have tap-danced my way down the hall singing “I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay, I sleep all night and I work all day”.
Instead, I’ll put that particular ear worm out there for y’all to listen to on this bright Monday morning. You can thank me later 🙂 And who knows? Maybe I’ll come up with a character who can pull off a rousing rendition of this song in an erotic paranormal romance. Can we say dancing bear shifter?