Since I only have today, tomorrow, and Thursday to outline for NaNo (heading to Texas for an epic kick-off on Friday, so can’t outline then!), I figured it was a perfect time to procrastinate and write a new post instead. 🙂
I’m sitting here with my window open, sipping black currant tea (which is hands down the greatest invention since sliced bread; I’m thinking it’s the nectar of the gods), and pondering the mysteries of the universe. Or something.
At any rate, I thought I’d take this moment to talk about inspiration.
Inspiration is weird. Ideas can come from absolutely anywhere, which is why having a notebook and pen glued to one’s self at all times is imperitave. I get inspired by all kinds of things, normal stuff like books and movies and music and paintings, and weird stuff like bathroom floors and the way the sky looks and patterns on plates.
The Whale and the Tree, for example, was inspired by a whole jumble of random things: a single frame from The Sisterhood of Traveling Pants movie that for some reason made me think of mermaids, the atmosphere and mood of Keane’s then-newly-released-album Under the Iron Sea, a serving plate emblazoned with an esoteric shape that looked (to me) like a yellow whale, the idea of using myths in the novel ala Megan Whalen Turner’s (completely fabulous) The Thief…
The main idea for The Fire in the Glass was sparked, I must admit, by watching Star Wars episode three (the one where I-can’t-act teenage Darth Vader turns into I’m-just-a-torso-in-a-scary-suit actual Darth Vader). It was that fiery planet at the end that did it. I started wondering if people could actually live on a world seething with lava, and why they would be there in the first place, and how they would escape… Everything spun out of control from there.
Last year’s novel, The Silver Crane, was inspired by a random conversation about cupbearers. I started wondering about cupbearers, and what it would be like to be one, and if they chose their job or if it was chosen for them, and…
This year’s novel was born when a friend told me that one of my characters from Fire in the Glass ought to have her own adventures. As it turns out, she’s not the main character, but she’s gonna be in it a lot, and I decided to give her a Pegasus, because Pegasuses (Pegasi?) are undeniably cool.
So there you have it, a strange and perilous glimpse at the inner workings of my mind.
What inspires you?