My family went skiing today, and I stayed home to think. I thought all day.
I dyed my hair with henna and thought. I sat in front of a football game and thought. I did the dishes and thought. I vacuumed and thought.
Then I typed up some of those thoughts.
After about eight straight hours of focused thinking, I’ve come up with a basic outline for my next novel: a children’s fantasy. I’m thrilled with this new story idea. It’s a little bit Artemis Fowl, a little bit Harry Potter, a little bit Ella Enchanted, a little bit Despereaux, a little bit Septimus Heap, and all my own.
A few minutes ago, I danced around the living room to Alanis Morissette to celebrate my day of thinking. Now it’s time to get off the computer and dance a little more.