Little boys LOVE puddles.
My nephew, Dillon, can't resist them.
He searches for them on rainy days.
Finding none, he must settle.
Hmmmm...will this do?
Let's try it.
Yep, that works!
He's only four and a half so the world is still a magical place - when the puddle isn't there, he just imagines one. When I write, I try to revert back to my childhood - imagining the things that aren't there; creating them and seeing them in my mind before I transfer them onto the paper. Instead of puddles, I have elves, fairies and a sorceress to contend with this week. Those will bring me as much joy as this "puddle" brought Dillon.
When we write, we have to let our imagination go. Squash those voices that tell you 'there is no such thing as (magic, dragons, vampires, zombies, spirits, mystics, miracles, prophecies, whateveryouchoose).' Let yourself write as a four and a half year old - the world wide open. Nothing is impossible. Make those puddles appear!
Spill it - do you write with a child's imagination? Can you still imagine puddles?
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