It is a brilliant and beautiful day here in FL, the sun is shining, we are having record high temps and there is a breeze that pulls impishly at one, upon which you can barely hear the whisper of long forgotten Jimmy Buffet lyrics. Everything about this day feels intensified, the emotions, the actions, as if I have awakened from a deep sleep, energized and revitalized. It is a new year, a new day, a new opportunity to do everything from make drastic decisions which would send things exploding in a thousand directions, or simply trail my fingers in the cool stream that winds amicably beside my favorite hiking trail. It is one of the days that as a writer, I can feel the words stirring, feel the stories I have read, the stories I have told, and the stories I have yet to tell stirring inside me, swirling entrancingly, brilliant and breathtaking.
It is not uncommon for me to like things intense, everything I love is, to be honest. From Formula 1, with it's to the edge everything, technology, drivers, courses to my horses, to my feelings. I have always liked things big, sweeping, enveloping, dramatic. This has spilled over, of course, into what I read, "The Great Gatsby", Tana French Novels, "War and Peace", "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil", anything by Maya Angelou or Dick Francis, books that take hold of you and bring you along whether it is a good idea or not, to which at the point you no longer care. They are engrossing, lingering in your mind and tantalizing your thoughts, staying with you long after the cover has been closed and a collective sigh released upon their completion. They have an intensity, that from the first page, the reader is a part of, and that spills from the pages, overflowing into the life of the reader and forever branding them and changing their perspective on life, on the world. They are intense, they are dramatic, they are breathtaking.
This is something I hope to convey in my writing, be it in the novels or the children's books, an intensity that stays with the reader, that opens their hearts and minds, and envelops them with emotion. I look forward to writing today, to seeing what pours forth onto the page, to see the sketches that appear, to feel the intensity flow.