What brings you inspiration? There are days when I wonder–“Am I really cut out to be a writer?” (by this I mean, a writer who can earn her entire living from writing).
Then bam–something happens that makes me think–“yes, I’m a writer. I may not be earning all my living from this right now but this is what I am supposed to be doing with my life.”
I had one of those moments–ok, it was actually a couple of hours–on this trip. I’m taking my turn at the wheel, driving across endless flat plains when I had an entire plot line come to me for a new book. It came whole–even the character’s names. I thought it through, worked out a few kinks and details and knew I was on to something. Even though I was driving, I had to get it down so I whipped over, switched places with J and started writing. I knew that if I left it in my brain, it would go out with so many other good ideas.
This is great–it’s good to get a good idea. But even better, it left me knowing with certainty that what I am is a storyteller. I’m a writer, and I have all these people and stories inside of me that are bursting to get out. Just knowing this inspires me. How about you? Have you had a moment like this? When you knew exactly where you were headed in life?