Books, short stories, poems, music, movies; as writers, we seek inspirations from anything and everything. For me, this means the people around me especially. During the day, I absorb little ticks, sights, sounds, and ideas and wish I had some sort of device to document the thoughts I have. But I don’t. So they get bottled up and set aside until I have time to unload. Boy, did I have time to unload all that inspiration this week!
What type of boring 18 yr old am I? I spent my Spring Break sleeping, playing Super Mario Bros, relaxing with my boyfriend and writing. Oh, the writing I did. I finally emptied my little treasure trove of every last tidbit of literature it would muster.
So now, after a week of writing and writing, what do I have to say? I’m gonna spend my Friday with one of my biggest inspirations:My mom. Let the shopping, dining, jamming, and people-watching commence!