My mind...the way it works, backwords but perfectly me and perfectly right. I was standing at the ball field, talking with some really remarkable women, as all littles' of the baseball league practiced. Beautiful women may I add. Smart too. We talked about so many things, meaningful and not. Neighbors and neighborhoods, friends and foes, the men we share our secrets...we talked and talked. For me, as the writer of the group, I noticed how my mind wandered. How I would watch their expressions and remember every detail, every curved smile and hard laugh, every soft breath and tiny gasp. I noticed all these things because I'm always in a story. And good stories hold detail. It's the little things that make a story real and heart felt. The sigh after a memory is shared, the smile when they tell about their Mexican Restaurant experience (I laughed till' my sides hurt), and the tone of their voices when they speak of their homes and the things that fill them up.
In a strange way, we were living the story that evening. How odd when life is thought of like that. We all are living a story.
How odd for me...thinking of just the journey then. I write the journey. I live the journey. And I started to wonder, what's a journey's worth if there is no destination? A story without an end...that's what it is. And what's a story without an end?
When I'm asked if I write, I always smile. Write? Hot damn, I write even when I'm not writing. I write as I talk about my life and listen to others. I write when I'm daydreaming and staring out the window of my home. I write when I sleep. I...write. It's who I am.
"Bidder's Birdhouse"...a throw around novel that came to me, in the press of a moment from the smile of a woman I hardly knew. I'm sharing it here. I'm going to put up a chapter, each time one is finished- raw, uncut, and real. It's a peek straight inside a writer's mind- all backwords or not. Sometimes, it's all about the destination. I hope everyone is enjoying the start of summer. I haven't forgotten a teeny little, hell of a book, that is to be put out. I may need a stiff drink and a hard slap afterwards, but it's still coming. How funny...it's like living the story within a story on that one. I'm waiting to see how it ends. Release soon. Happy reads everybody! <3, Elle Moon