My Vacation from Writing

‘If you live to write, you write to live’.  I’ve heard that quote somewhere.  No, everywhere.  It and the quote — ‘The pen is mightier than the sword’ effectively speak to those of us who were ‘bitten by the writing bug’.  (I know, I know, I’m the Queen of Hackneyed Expressions tonight).

So, I dutifully packed my laptop and lugged it to Puerto Rico with me.  My youngest son was getting married and we would be meeting his fiancee’s family for the first time.  I pictured myself sitting on the deck looking at the ocean or the sunset while typing away.  Carefully dragging my laptop to the beach… You get the picture, right?

Oh, it happened.  Once.  I wrote a 500-word short story for a writing prompt.  The topic was “Lakebed” and despite my usually light treatment of subjects for my short stories, this one was dark.  Perhaps my change of mood was the result of being in Puerto Rico and pre-wedding anxiety.  That would be a resounding negative.

For me, Puerto Rico was all about warm breezes, floating in a pool, and watching the moon sink into the ocean each night as the stars overhead rotated across the dark sky. pool It was the sound of the waves slamming up on the rocks at the foot of the forty-foot cliff our villa was built upon. The island will remind me of drinking wine as I reminisced with my best friend about our youth and the escapades which will remain a secret between the two of us.  Puerto Rico is the laughter floating in the air while we sat at a beachside restaurant inserted the name of our main entree into our conversations because it sounded funny.  “Holy Mofungo, Batman!” will never sound funnier than it did that night.  Okay, I lied.  I think it still sounds funny, but I’m kind of a nerd.

I guess what I’m trying to say is — Puerto Rico was helping me write my next sentences, paragraphs, chapters and books.  It is the source of my memories of the single teardrop on my son’s face while he watched his bride walk down the aisle under strings of lights  illuminating their faces as the shadows of the coming night deepened.

Although I didn’t put many words on paper during those twelve days, I did create lasting impressions I will carry for the remainder of my days.  The creative spark for our ideas can be found in many places and in many activities including floating in a pool watching white clouds in a beautiful blue Puerto Rican sky.

 

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