Sometimes I allow myself to forget about the outside world. I don’t think about kids being killed, royals giving birth or divers narrowly escaping a chance at being whale food.
In those moments, hours, days, that I build this cocoon of ignorance, I’m usually writing, thinking about writing or otherwise engaging myself in less productive ways. I enjoy being locked away in this solitude at times, it feels right. I don’t feel alone there and my mind is allowed to take whatever path it decides without reprimand. Those are beautiful times here in my little apartment. The television could be switched on to some guilty pleasure like Pretty Little Liars (yes I’m an avid viewer), The Golden Girls, Frasier, or maybe The X-Files (my devotion will never die!), a book or my Kindle may be laid out just waiting for me to join in or, I may simply be lying naked, envisioning my future, while a lawn mower makes its voice heard outdoors.
Today I didn’t feel like sharing a piece of writing as I often do in these Wednesday posts, I felt like sharing a piece of myself instead :).
If you want to peruse WIP excerpts/flash fiction, search using the keywords Random Wednesdays :).