Long ago and far away, I wrote a short story titled "No Moon" based on some friendships I'd made and coveted the one time I went to sleep-away camp. I had lofty plans to turn that short story into a novel, but that was back before I realized MTV, drugs and their cronies had forever killed my attention span.
However, every once in a while something will jar my memory, pulling me back to this coming-of-age story I began writing at the ripe old age of 13, and this time that something was Jason Mraz.
Say what you want about this White boy, but he can SANG. And he's a damn good songwriter, too. His song "I'm Yours" made me think- what if the main characters met up by accident in a dive bar where the leading man was performing this song that he'd written for the leading woman, someone he hadn't seen in 20 years but still loved?
And then Mraz's duet with Colbie Caillat, "Lucky," made me think- what if this is a song the leading lady had written with her then boyfriend, the leading man's dead brother, but he still remembered it and called her to the stage to sing it with him, and she did so with tears streaming down her face?
It was all very Lifetime: Television for Women and of course I can't use the actual songs in a novel, but I'll know to tone it down when it comes time to put pen to paper. It's just nice to find inspiration when you least expect it.
*smooches...balancing this weekend's ratchetness with calm*
music two days in a row? you love me. admit it.