
“It was
easier just to get wet,” I respond.

The explanation: Ten minutes before this picture, I was
sitting at my computer, editing the rough draft of Book 2 in The Lambient Series,
and attempting to describe how my female protagonist feels completely drenched
in a canoe, just rescued from drowning but still waiting for her father to be
saved. I know I’ve felt what she’s feeling, probably caught in a rain storm and
couldn’t immediately change clothes. But, as I was trying to recall what that
felt like…the shower idea jumped into my head. So, I grabbed her costume, or
the closest articles in my wardrobe, and a pad and pen.
You can’t
see it in the picture. But, beside my tub (aka, the canoe) is a pad and pen. Which,
once someone stopped taking my picture, I scribbled down every emotion,
thought, image, etc. my protagonist was feeling.
I could
have wretched my brain for hours to come up with the page of writing I did in
five minutes dripping wet in the tub. Because…sometimes, it’s just easier to
get wet.