DAILY PROMPT: SIMPLY THE BEST
When and where do you do your best thinking? In the bathroom? While running? Just before bed, or first thing in the morning? On the bus? Why do you think that is?
A friend of my sister’s once said to her, Don’t you ever stop thinking?
To which the answer is no.
Well…no. Can you? Is it possible? There are times when sight or sound might predominate, but there’s always a rumble of cerebral subtext. Somewhere. It’s like those pages in Coles Funny Picture Book (which you’ve probably never heard of), where a dozen possibilities played hide-and-seek with your focus.
Unfortunately, my focus has been decidedly skittish – not to say brattishly undisciplined – for the past few weeks. It flits from thought to thought like a half-pissed butterfly, never staying long enough to nail one down before lurching on to the next, leaving a trail of footprints that fade and disperse like clouds in the wind. But it’s still there.
I need to get back in the surf. That will fix it.
There’s something about the sea. Walking beside it is good, but being in it… That’s the best. I walk back from the beach with plots sorted, characters launched in new directions and whole pages written in my head. I spout diatribes of unprintable demolition at those who annoy me, and offer words of [sic] wisdom to people who have no idea I exist. I could set the world to rights, in the surf.
Long distance driving’s not bad, either, although that tends to be more regimented. Driving for six hours? Arrange your mental entertainment before you leave.
And if all else fails, there’s always the shower – as long as it’s not too early in the morning, or before I’m suitably caffeinated.
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