(You know I'm going with the stache picture)
I went to a Paul Simon concert with my parents at the Caesar's Palace Colosseum (where Celine Dion sings. I know). The median age at this concert was probably 44, and Paul Simon just turned 70, and I still felt like I did when I was 16, sitting on the jetty at a beach in Mexico, my walkman (yes, walkman) blaring THE ONLY LIVING BOY IN NEW YORK. My mom's first concert was Simon and Garfunkel when she was 16, and we both look like old men when we dance, so it was a night that bridged generations.
The man is a master lyricist. And it was somewhere in the middle of the concert that I closed my eyes and thought about the background to one particular song and.... there it was. The lacking emotion in the end of my WIP. I might even put one of the quotes somewhere in my book. Uh, if it doesn't cost too much.
One of his recent songs that I really enjoyed is called Rewrite. My dad says it's about rewriting a life, which sure, SOUNDS deep, but I'm going with the literal definition because I feel like I'm always in the middle of a rewrite. Always.
Here's my favorite verse with chorus.
October has been a busy travel month. So Cal, Portland, half a dozen skype and school visits, and tomorrow I leave for Houston for Tweens Read conference at Bobby Shaw Middle School in Pasadena TX on Saturday at 10. More info here
I never did write about Portland, but that's why I have Lisa Schroeder in my life. Because she's a better blogger.
I've wanted to visit Portland for eons, and she did not disappoint. If I were nomadic, I would nomad myself right to the NW. Vibrant downtown, beautiful wildlife, green, foggy, everything that my hometown is not (okay, so Vegas has downtown stuff going on, but not the arts scene I prefer in Portland). And Wordstock was a wonderfully organized event. I was on a contemporary panel with Lisa Schroeder and John Corey Whaley (the dude above, along with the adorable Suzanne Young). I also did a tween chat with Lisa concerning her cupcakes books (Sprinkles and Secrets is now out!) and the Princess for Hire series. I love this pic from our teen panel. To say the least, I was very entertained.
If I were to pie chart my life, writing would be a sliver. A substantial sliver, but not a chunk. See the difference? My chunkiest chunk is sleep, then children. Wait. Reverse. Children then sleep. To two tend to contradict each other, by the way. Fascinating pie chart, no?
The awesome thing about having children, besides, you know, having children, is that they provide me with endless ideas. My latest book idea that I am SO FREAKING EXITED ABOUT came from five-year-old waking me up in the middle of the night because she'd had a bad dream. And... okay, I can't say more because then I'll give away the idea that I am SO FREAKING EXCITED ABOUT. But it was her late-night comment that spawned the even later night note taking. Then I slept and dreamt about the idea, let it grow. See? Sleep and children. Inspiration city.
3 hour plane ride tomorrow, so solid writing time ahoy. And Richard Peck will be at this conference, so that will be sufficient inspiration right there.