Drip, Drip, Drop!

Image via WikipediaLittle April showers!

Alright, now that I've gotten that out of my system, I can get to writing about the topic of today's post. Inspiration.

Last week, or sometime in the past, I wrote about dry spells and how they just make us feel icky. It's horrible being a writer stuck in a slump. We know we should be writing, but the words...they just won't come.

I had this crazy imagining once that I could somehow coax the words out of my head with treats and if that didn't work, I'd beat them with a stick. Of course, that's all in my head, but still, the fact remains that dry spells are no fun.

As you no doubt have seen, it is now the wonderful month of April, and people everywhere are breaking out the antihistamines as they get outside and enjoy the marvelous green beginning to cover the world. It's nice, isn't it?

With April came a shot of inspiration. ZINGA! One night I was just sitting in my bucket chair watching country music videos and being all nice and tired, and then it hit me. An IDEA! I hurried to my computer so I could type it all up before the idea flew out of the window. By the time I finished, I was exhausted and yet exhilarated.

It had been a while since anything remotely creative had made it through the great journey from my head to my keyboard, and I was super excited. So there you have it. Dry spell over.

It's amazing how that can just happen in a snap. One second you don't have anything to write about, and then the next, after you've taken a bite of nachos, you have so many scenarios running through the streets of your noggin that you don't know how you're going to get to them all.

At least, that's how it works with me. And it isn't always when I'm eating nachos. Most of the time it happens when it's least convenient to me. Like when I'm in the shower or driving my car. Or taking a test. Or giving a speech. Or asleep.

But suffice it say, I'm happy now. I didn't like myself with no inspiration. This new me has my respect again.

Until next time...dance in the rain! (Or not, considering you might catch a cold, which would suck.)