I spent yesterday with BF Christi at her house. We laughed, schemed, talked dirty, shared much–had a girl day. The time was more than a catching up, which we both needed as she’s one of the hardest working self-employed women and mother of two beautiful young girls I know. She is who I wish I had been when I was younger.
What does this have to do with writing? Much. She is a great model for a kick-ass heroine. I look at how she handles things then transfer into my characters, and also to myself. Inner strength, outer beauty, not perfect–but damn near, generous with her time and talents, wife, mother, sister, and extremely loyal friend. She loves animals–dogs, cat, horses, pigs, and has a knack caring for them. (I forgive Midnight the baby pot-bellied pig for peeing on me!) She can flip a dirt-track car like nobody else I know, get out laughing, and climb in again! In a bad situation, she’s the woman you want by your side–if she’s not already charging ahead. Did I mention she can throw a helluva awesome party?
“Want to go?” That’s Christi’s invitation for adventure. She loaded me on the back of this enormous 4-wheeler and off we went into her pasture. I never knew this part of the country existed. Her house is actually on a hill and we headed off for ‘the bottom.’ Other than the machine we were riding, I could have been transported back in time. No utility poles, no traffic noises, just blue sky with puffy clouds. She related stories of her childhood when we’d pass landmarks, how the land floods when we get those torrential rains, and the changes that are in progress. A fantastic two hour tour!
I’m ready to write this morning thoroughly renewed.
If only I could keep my house as spotless as she keeps hers!
What recharges your writing batteries?