The tall kid pauses in kitchen, then does YES! body language, nearly elbowing the short kid in the head…
Me: What are you so excited about?
TK: You’re going to take us to the video store and let us get a bunch of stuff, and we’ll be eating lots of pizza and fast food for a while.
Me: Says who? What are you talking about?
TK: You were humming the Humming Song.
Me: I was not.
TK: Yes, you were.
TK: So when you hum the Humming Song, you write for days and you give us whatever we want to keep us busy.
The tall child is correct. We’ve already hit the video store, actually. “The Humming Song” is Boadicea by Enya, and—while all my books have their own theme songs—it’s my muse’s theme song. When the pieces click and the plan’s in place and I know what I’m doing and how I’m going to do it, I start hearing the song in my head, and then I start humming it. (Enya actually hums through the song, in case you haven’t heard it, which makes it wonderfully easy to hum along with *g*) Then I set the song on continuous loop and play it over and over and over and over again for days. It’s not necessarily a crunch-time song, it’s just a…marathon writing song.
And I must be hearing it, because the tall kid caught me.
Wooo hooo on the Humming Song! :dance::clap::woot:
Get thee to writing, woman! :cheer:
:clap: Marathon writing time!! :clap:
What an interesting process. Go, Shannon, go. :cheer::cheer: I love Enya BTW. :nod:
Still humming. Still writing. :woot: