You never know when inspiration is going to hit you, or when something will happen that you can use in your writing-
But it’s all grist to a writer’s mill…
When I’m not writing, one of the other things that I do is working as an allied health professional, doing home calls for shut-ins, and you never know what kind of experinces you may have when you go from one person’s world to another.
Earlier this week, I was doing a visit in a high rise building. I need to move briskly to stay on schedule, so, when the elevator doors opened, I took six brisk steps into the hall towards my appointment…
and immediately stopped dead.
The management had been doing some renovations on the various floors for several weeks now, so I hadn’t thought anything of it when I saw bare floors when the elevator opened. What I didn’t see was that not only were the old carpets ripped out, but the floor was also covered with an inobtrusive but thick layer of carpet glue.
so I stride briskly out – and stuck solid to the floor.
A knight in armor can be immobilized by a sufficiently large magnet. Evidently I can be immobilized by unexpected redecoration…
So, I’m standing there in the middle of the hall, pulling and straining, and no matter what I do, I can’t get my feet to separate from the floor. I’m planted like a potted palm, and in the distance, I can see two pleasant looking hispanic gentlemen, laying carpet at the far end of the hall. One of them looks up and, seeing me, shouts “Just give me ten more minutes…”
“I can’t move!” I shout back, straining against my bonds. “Help!”
He gets up and, using some mystical carpet laying power, moves down the hall to me without getting stuck himself.
“Just give me ten more minutes” he says again. “I can’t move” I answer, and struggled to get a foot off the floor for emphasis. “Just help me get back to the elevator..”
He nods and bends, grabbing my leg, and together we manage to pry one foot off the floor. I step with that foot and am stuck again when it hits the floor once more. He moves to the other leg, and, step by torturous step, we move towards the elevator.
The velcro on my shoes starts to come undone, and my feet start coming out of them. If I come out of my shoes and hit the glue with my socks, I’ll be stuck for good. Now my brave rescuer is not only prying up one of my feet after another, he is also refastening my shoes each time. Inch by inch, we struggle closer and closer to the elevator.
And all I can think is that this must look like scene from “I Love Lucy”….
At last, we get there, and I thank this stranger who has gone through so much to save me from captivity. I turn and step into the safety of the elevator..
and stick to that floor, from the carpet glue that is now riding out on my shoes.
A crazy experience which could be funny or frustrating or frightening,
But at some point, I’ll need to write about a character being trapped or frustrated or absurd, and today’s adventure will give me a good place to start from.
It’s all grist to the writer’s mill- so what can you take out of your day today to bring to your writing?
For more information on Catherine’s books, “Adventures in Palmistry”, “The Practical Empath – Surviving and Thriving as a Psychic Empath”, her urban fantasy “The Lands That Lie Between” and her newest book “Manifesting Something Better” all from Foresight Publications, click here