Tuesday, October 11, 2005

So it's 1:30am...

The morning of my birthday, and what am I doing? I'm glad you asked.

I read nightly, sometimes way late into the night. Tonight was no exception. I got done about 12:30 and although I wasn't very tired, I knew I would be in the morning, so I made myself stay in bed rather than get up and get online. Proud moment there for me - as you can see, that moment has PASSED!

I'm laying there, and BOOM! New book, new premise, new characters, all popping up like freakin' pop-up windows on an aol site. One right after another, from book name to character names, to full fledged conversations - quirks, secondary characters, jobs, all of it, within 30 minutes from start to finish. After the idea of the book popped up, I was like, "Yeah, okay, that's neat. Go to sleep." Ha. I don't listen very well...

The more I laid there, the more scenes flowed through my brain like a movie. I've never had all of it hit like this, all at once and this fast. It's leaving me breathless and giddy with eager anticipation. The best part, or maybe the worst, is that it's part autobiographical, once the idea emerged. And the idea emerged for one simple reason: It's my birthday. For as long as I can remember, my first thought for each birthday was about my birth mother. Wondering about her, wondering if she was remembering the date and wondering about me.

I've since found her, and in doing so, found a part of myself that I'd hunted for so freakin' long. Answers fell into place immediately. Some of the situation was just a creepy, surreal thing. And in thinking of her, and our journey to finding each other, all of the above just flew into place.

I just had to share it with someone. My birthday present to myself when I wake up? Start my story and tell that particular tale. I've wanted to do it for a long, long time, but never really had a clue as to how to go about it without it being totally autobiographical. But boom - in one night, in the span of half an hour, a short contemporary flew out at me. I simply reached out my greedy little hand and grabbed on.


ZaZa said...

Happy Birthday, Brenda! Hope this is a really wonderful year for you.

Go for it on the book. Have a great day.



D said...

Happy Birthday Brenda!

I raise a glass of Lemonade in your honor!

Lynn Daniels said...

happy Birthday, Brenda!

I love it when ideas come quick and easy like that. And this is even better, since it's one you've been wanting to do a long time!

Steve said...

Of all things people should write, your idea here is one of the best and perhaps one of the most important.

Brenda Bradshaw said...

Wow - thanks, Steve - what a neat thing to read.

Thanks for the birthday wishes, you all. Makes my day!

D - so you were on mirc last night, huh?

kacey said...

happy birthday!!! Isn't that cool when ideas just flow to you like that! What a great birthday present.

Kelly said...

Happy birthday!

My book ideas always come to me in a full fledged flash of info like that too. And usually at the most inconvenient of times. Argh! But better that than not coming at all I guess.

D said...

The web page was hilarious!

I think juice bars could become popular again if there was fresh squeezed like that!!!

:-) one never knows where I might turn up!

Brenda Bradshaw said...

I'd think you were Mike, but then the D has no significance like you'd originally told me. Personally, I didn't find it that funny - but thanks for reveling in my misery. Noted.

How about for my birthday you finally just tell me who you are.

Elisabeth Naughton said...

Happy Birthday!

Way cool about the book. Go, Brenda!

Manic Mom said...

Hey Bren--Happy birthday--I am almost six months older than you to the day. Mine is April 14. I felt EXACTLY like you do, thinking I can no longer go with the "mid-thirties" title!

Love the image I got about your scenes like pop-ups on the computer! Don't you love/hate when something just spurts from your head, and you want/need sleep but you're just too damned inspired and you know if you don't get out of bed right then and there, then it's gone forever, at least the good stuff you'd been thinking about? I hate when that happens and usually try to have a notebook by the bed.

Anyway, happy birthday! You look fab!

And now I have to play my word verification game where I create a sentence from the letters:

Icy Clowns Love Petting Zoos, Not Indiana.

Anonymous said...

Good Morning Brenda ... check this out :)


Ah ... new game, too :) :)

Xerxes bought just green ties here, Chuck

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Olga said...

Though a bit late, but I wanted to wish you HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! And the new book sounds fabulous!

Diane said...

I'm a little late, but Happy Birthday. I hope it was a good one for you.

Trace said...

Happy birthday, Brenda!! And you're still in your mid-thirties. I'm 38, which makes me in my late thirties. Enjoy it!

Kristen Painter said...

I can't believe I missed your birthday. I'm wretched. Horrible. Unfit for man or beast.


Sounds like your book idea rocks. Are you writing it yet? I hope?

D said...

Time to change the batteries in the clock, it's been 1:30 am for 10 days.

Brenda Bradshaw said...

Thanks guys!!!

No worries, Kristen - I wish I'd missed it too (grin)

D, yeah yeah...new post now! Geeze.