I bought new curtains for the computer room to block the afternoon sunlight. The room gets hot and I don't like the light in my eyes. They are a woven textile pattern of shades of brown and hang without any style or shape from a plain rod.
I hate them. They do what I wanted them to, but they confront me with a uninspiring stretch of space. Shouldn't a writer have exciting surroundings? Maybe not. Maybe my memories or my imagination are the ingredients I need to draw on. Who would have thought that ugly curtains were the key to inspiration?
1 comment:
Guess that's what makes you a writer. Non-writers would have thought to themselves, "That's ugly," and never felt the need to post about it!
I appreciate this...I have all types of strange sources of inspiration, as you can probably tell from my blogs!
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