Monday, July 25, 2011
100 Words: Inspiration
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?