Growing strong, learning what I believe. Drinking it in like sweet nectar and I am a newly formed butterfly, thirsty to know more. Reaching and ever strengthening, my mind and body are as one as I find my pose and balance in life. Firm in the knowledge that my world, much like that tricky yoga pose, is completely figured out and I am totally myself. We are totally myself. We are growing in our truth and gathering strength and passion for our new discoveries. Technology, selfie sticks, a universal melding of minds…we are totally unique.
But Wait! How am I unique? How can I be me, if I am ‘we’…
I must break away. Do not jump off that bridge, you don’t even like that trend! Back Up, your soul is suffocating. Listen to it! Follow your dreams, wear Your clothes, write YOUR story…and good grief PLEASE do it without taking a staged, sad, pathetic attempt at a non-selfie selfie…or pictures of your ‘on point’ food, or that trendy place you DESPISE but shop at anyway because Vickie from the office does and she’s the boss’s cousin. And stop lying about Yoga, you can’t even do that pose where you just stand up.
Get Over It *mic drop*
Here’s one for you…I was working on Book 4 (Dragons in the Deep) and discovered a little inconsistency with two of my characters. You see, they showed up in a pivotal moment of the story and we were bopping right along when I though, well these two are either amazingly adept or not who they seem because they appeared on a ship in the middle of the ocean. Things just might not be right here…I polled my friends as a formality but I knew where we were headed. The next question is…do sea sickness medications work the same on fairies as they do on humans? Their DNA sequences must be fundamentally different, right?
Here I am babbling it all out again, but that’s what I love. The chase, the babbling, the researching and wondering and frustrating blockage that gives way to the AHA moment. After all, I think I know what happened. But I might not…I enjoy the uncertainty and jolt of recognition that mind tumbling research and sudden realization create. And, as one friend put it, when I ask them for opinions it becomes similar to those ‘choose your own ending’ books we used to devour as kids, waiting in the book department for our parents to finish shopping. We loved those books!