WRITING STUFF: GETTING ABSORBED IN THE STORY
The writing is so good it absorbs me.
I am walking the Cornish seacoast, choppy wind in my hair, thinking about hot cups of tea. Thank you, P.D. James - you put me right in there, eyes welling with tears.
Or maybe I am thrown back into my old Counterintelligence days, thinking about how interconnected tradecraft techniques are, especially when peripheral people are drawn into a job, or when you recognize something on the other side of the fence that you always thought was yours alone. Thank you, William Gibson - you got my stomach in knots, sweating over the old paranoias.
Getting drawn in is what it's all about. Losing yourself in the story - it's why you read, isn't it?
And isn't it why you write, too?
THREE BEAUTIFUL THINGS
The Calendar that tells me I only have thirteen more work days left.
The dish of M&Ms on the coffee table. Only a few at a time are disappearing - DH & I are both being very controlled and sensible. Besides, I remember that time I went face down in 5lbs. of them.
I know it's September 11. I'll remember the past, but I won't let it stop me. The future is too important.