“Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum.”
Cool: I have always been one to have crazy dreams – elevators that drop a hundred stories, career changes that involve a foray into producing reality television, airplane flights that go cross-country in a half hour – but last week, my subconscious journeyed to a place I’d give anything to experience. Even though the specifics are fuzzy, as is often the case when night turns to day and dreams fade into reality, the main gist remains clear. I was in Georgia instead of Pennsylvania, going about everyday life as normal, but there was one major, exciting, OMG-I-love-it! difference. That everyday life? It included Sofie, Brandon, Ellie, Aubrey, and all the other characters from my book(s). It was as though their story had literally sprung alive, as though I was living in their world and weaving myself into the tapestry of their tale. And it was AWESOME. It was like seeing with my eyes everything my imagination has envisioned, and it may sound strange, but that made me feel even more connected to these characters who have truly become like friends over the past year and a half.
Very Cool: I went to a concert with Sara and Latia two Fridays ago, and though the singer wasn’t anyone I was familiar with, one song he performed instantly stood out. Why? Because its title is the same as the one I decided on for my current work-in-progress! It’s been a couple months now since the name popped into my head – one of those “aha!” moments where you just know something feels right for your characters and their story – and so it was a really, really awesome coincidence. What are the chances, right? It immediately gave me a zap of happiness and I’m choosing to take it as a sign that good things are hopefully ahead.
Not As Cool: Question for y’all – have you ever stopped reading a book in the middle? Been tempted, for one reason or another, to set it aside before finding out how the storyline resolves? It is very rare for me to feel that way – I think, as a writer, I’m always inclined to want to see how things tie together and how the author helps their characters grow – but every now and then, it happens. Even when it does, though, I keep reading. Something makes me see it through. In twenty-eight years, there’s only one novel I can remember not finishing. Ninety-nine percent of the time, I persevere, because I know that sometimes the conclusion of a story can be its most special, inspiring moment.
Do you always read every book until the last word? Have you had any interesting dreams lately? Found yourself pondering any cool coincidences?