Flexing Your Imagination Muscles
I
love writing for children because it makes my imagination muscles big and
strong. Take for instance last night when my husband gave me a kiss before bed.
(Don't get worried this isn't going anywhere crazy. Imagine the bedroom with
two twin beds, if it helps). Anyhow, something stabbed my lip. Was it a bug with
a sword? Did his nose have a dagger, I
wondered. Had he recently transformed into
a vampire?
The
truth was even scarier- a mutant mustache hair! If you are young, you may not
realize men occasional grow super thick, sharp hairs kind of like Wolverine (of
X-Men fame.) Although, come to think of it, I've only kissed this one man so
it's quite possible this does not happen to all men, and I am in fact
married
to Wolverine.
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| Look at those hairs. Being a hippo wife would be tough. (by mzacha via sxc.hu) |
My
flexed imagination leads me to my second thought: would it be better to be
married to a Vampire or to Wolverine? A Vampire may be trying to kill you on
purpose on account of the delicious A positive pumping through your veins
versus Wolverine would likely kill you accidentally when steel blades pop out
of his appendages.
My
imagination is really getting distracted now with a third thought: why is it so
exciting to think of the life or death struggle of being married to a mutant
while being married to someone actually trying to kill you would be totally not
cool?
When
I'm writing, the first thing that comes to mind is often a bit boring. For
example, what's behind the door? (1) The mailman delivering the mail. So I try
a second. (2) A mouse prince scaling the house to rescue a mouse princess. Usually
by the third try I've got a much more interesting and surprising situation,
though I sometimes gets too weird- like: (3) A mutant mustache hair with an
evil plan to make the world hairy!
How
do you stretch your imagination muscles?
Wow. If your husband is Wolverine, can I get his autograph? ;)
ReplyDeleteYou bet! Well, sort of. He keeps trying, but the paper is ripping for some reason. Wait, are those claws?!
DeleteMan, that hippo has some serious lip hair. It makes me feel better about not waxing mine recently. LOL
ReplyDeleteWhoa, you got some hippo lippo Erin!!
DeleteMy imagination muscles stretch themselves, but I wonder what would happen if I actually exercised them! I should try and now that summer is here and I'm not spending my life in the car I think I might just try to do that. And, just to add my 2 cents: Wolverine for sure......
ReplyDeleteIsn't it awesome that I may be married to Wolverine?!
DeleteYes, it's like going to the gym- even though we don't want to exercise, we have to work out our imagination to keep it in shape. Plus, it makes writing easier when your imagination muscles are strong.
I love to look at photos to stretch! Love the hippo...five o-clock mustache and all!
ReplyDeleteI just did that looking for inspiration for a story. I searched for "crazy old man" and found all sorts of new ideas!
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