What Inspires Us to Write

Wednesday, June 25th, 2014 | The Writing Life


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In the evenings now, the fireflies come out and dance across the lawn behind my house. They fly, of course, but to my eyes, they look like they are dancing to music I can’t hear. The waterfall rushes down the ridge behind my house…maybe they’re dancing to the sound of that. As the gloaming turns to nightfall, I watch them dance and think of absolutely nothing. Not the future, not the past, not my deadlines, not my characters, not my day job, not my loved ones. I simply sit and watch them dance, and think: how will this moment feed my work? How will this quiet change the way I write?

I don’t have an answer yet. A scene with fireflies may show up in one of my upcoming books. Or it might not. But in this moment, as I watch the fireflies dance, my soul has been fed. And that is where all our work comes from.

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