My parents own a small law firm in Bangor. It is family-owned and family-run. Every one of my siblings has worked there, at least in high school if not longer. Although I do not work there full-time, I am number one on the fill-in list. With the snow storm keeping one employee away and the rest scheduled to be moving my grandfather to a nicer apartment, the office fell to me today.
So what is it about a blank legal pad and a gel pen that seems to invite adventure? Oh how much more I would rather be writing a short-story on that pad then doing homework or Rebirth-work! I guess I am strange that way. Certain inanimate objects juts seem to cry out with their mystical properties. The other day it was my brother and sister-in-law’s new apartment (still empty and just rented) that seemed to sing to me with its magic. Seeing wonder in the normal is what makes me a writer, I guess, but it is also what makes me so infinitely distractible!
You should post a short story now and again.
We’d love to read them!
Maybe I will! I’m such a perfectionist, I have trouble sharing short stories, but I think it would make a nice edition to the blog… Thanks!