Long drives usually make my eyes glaze over with boredom, but on the way home from the holidays I jumped at the opportunity because it meant a break from being the wet nurse for the back seat drivers.
"Mommy I can't find my nugget!" they screamed.
"Sorry, Mommy's driving," I beamed.
Happily, I let my mind go blank. White. Empty.
My New Happy Place!
Eye by Vjeran Lisjak &
Wheel byMelinda Bylow via sxc.hu
But the stillness was short-lived, because lots of happy little picture book ideas came to visit. The unruly fellows yelled out their stories at the same time.
My husband was busy combating a barrage of flying crayons, so I fired up my Dragon Dictation app. I was too excited to recite calmly, and ended up with a garbled mess of story bits. My husband feeling heroic after winning the crayon battle, took pity on me and wrote down the ideas as they attacked.
"Start another page, please!" I howled.
"How many of these are there going to be?" he scowled.
Thankfully the ideas finally formed a line, except for one mischievous dude throwing spit balls at me. Sorry, I just don't think a book about a kid who's a truck driver makes any sense! I thought. Blam-o! A really wet wad whacked me on the ear. Fine, fine, I'll write it down.
"Another page, honey - this whole story is coming out!" I hoped.
"I'm done after this," he moped.
Thirty miles later, 13 ideas and a story skeleton were recorded, my quota for PiBoIdMo was complete, and I learned a valuable lesson about the importance of a quiet mind.
But how do I recreate the experience? Where do you go to find a quiet place?