August 8, 2008
It’s hot in Missouri. And when it’s hot, it’s fair time. I’ve gone three times, if you can believe it. One time alone to ‘people’ watch. I thought maybe a fresh, exciting book idea would come to me, but it didn’t. The second time I went with my husband and two youngest grandchildren. While I took my littlest one to the bathroom ( she was grossed out because someone threw up on her ride) would you believe my husband allowed our nine year old grandson to see “Unbelievable Sights” which turned out to include such educational “sights” as a two-headed baby and the world’s biggest rat. Gage’s eyes were round as flying saucer’s when Audrey and I caught up with the men. Reduced to babbling, Gage told us all about his adventure that lasted all of two minutes, since he looked at everything ‘fast’. The poor child will be warped. The third time, my husband and I went with friends. I figure the money we’ve spent on corn dogs ($4.50 a piece) and large lemonades with extra ice ($5.00 a glass) should now be close to the National debt, and still no new, fresh book ideas in sight.
Still noodling this idea of narrowing my focus, writing historical or contemporary? Perhaps if I’d spent more time thinking, and less time at the fairgrounds this week I’d have my answer.