It’s not every day that you are struck with lightning. Matter of fact, I’ve never actually been struck by lightning, but metaphorically speaking, there are days when the thoughts just hit me and the seemingly mundane walk along the shores of my imagination produce a spark of creativity that cannot be ignored, like the sudden electrifying jolt from a burst of lightning. My mind was racing with ideas, my fingers itched to touch a keyboard, and the domestic tasks I was supposed to be doing were left undone—dirty dishes, laundry, and floors called to me, but I didn’t listen nor care, for I was off and away on a distant shore, writing and re-writing opening lines, metaphors, and similes. What was I writing, you ask, everything and nothing at all! That was the wonderful thing! Maybe…
When the Lightning Strikes
When the Lightning Strikes
When the Lightning Strikes
It’s not every day that you are struck with lightning. Matter of fact, I’ve never actually been struck by lightning, but metaphorically speaking, there are days when the thoughts just hit me and the seemingly mundane walk along the shores of my imagination produce a spark of creativity that cannot be ignored, like the sudden electrifying jolt from a burst of lightning. My mind was racing with ideas, my fingers itched to touch a keyboard, and the domestic tasks I was supposed to be doing were left undone—dirty dishes, laundry, and floors called to me, but I didn’t listen nor care, for I was off and away on a distant shore, writing and re-writing opening lines, metaphors, and similes. What was I writing, you ask, everything and nothing at all! That was the wonderful thing! Maybe…