…in the strangest places.
Now that I’m not committed to posting every single day, my motivation has hit the skids. I said I’d do it Monday, Wednesday and Friday but I can’t even keep up with that. Why? I’ve been furiously editing my book. Like Michelangelo, I’m trying to cut out the parts that don’t belong to the perfect body of words that I want my first published novel to be. But damn, like dieting and trying to be mindful, it’s a lot of work.
I’m considering consolidating my two writing websites and dropping the professional one – my contract with the police service is up at the end of March and I don’t really want to work anymore. As much as I love it, I have to accept that I’ve technically been retired since August 2000. Fifteen years later, I’m still at it. There’s so much that I want to write, though.
I was at a formal luncheon the other day and sat next to an older gentleman. I noticed him talking fluent Spanish to the Trade Commissioner for Ecuador and asked how he got to be so comfortable with the language.
Doug, his name is, turned to me and said, “When I was five years old, my father lost everything in the Great Depression. He sold everything and moved us to Argentina for twelve years.”
I put down my fork and said to him, “Have you every written anything about your life experiences?”
“No, but I’ve been meaning to.”
I figure he must be eighty years old, so he may not have the luxury of time. I said that I want to write his life story, interview him, have it transcribed and then we’d figure out what to do. He agreed.
The upshot of this is that I have another project….to add to the pile of projects already in my creative pipeline. But how exciting is that? Doug was there during the Central and South American revolutions, the Halliburton days and intrigue from the CIA, Sandinista rebels, juntas, guerillas – through all of the upheavals in a period of 50 years, he was with the Canadian Foreign Service.
He may change his mind, but for now, I’m working on a book proposal to send to him and we’ll take it from there. You just never know where the opportunities are going to come from.