Creativity Flows
Work is rolling along with The Dark Mirror Trilogy. I’m in the middle of Book 2, and it’s gathering steam and rolling along well. Our recent vacation and “return to reality� gave me the reset I needed to break through the “sagging middle� and find my way through to exactly what these characters needed. If the end of Book 1 was “smack your protagonist� time, then Book 2 is “smack your antagonist� season.I guess that makes Book 3 “smack everybody� season. Fun times.
In the meantime, life is all about writing, and the creativity continues to flow. I had a dream this past weekend that probably should have been a nightmare, had I not turned it on it’s head. Rick said it sounded like a story to him, and I agreed, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it!
Dummy 4-28-2025
Jess sighed as she dug through the shelves, looking for the box with her cleaning supplies as she bumped against the old hospital bed.
The CPR dummy in the bed bolted upright . “I am Matilda the Miserable!�
Jess screamed and threw a wrench at the dummy, knocking her head against the wall of the shed.
“You’ll pay for that!�
Jess leaned over and picked up the head. “How? Your body’s over there.�
Madilda’s eyes shifted. “Oh.�
Jess pursed her lips. “Matilda the Miserable? It sounds like you need purpose in your afterlife. Come on.�
“What are you doing?� Matilda asked.
Jess replaced the head. “If you can sit up, I’ll bet you can run a vacuum. Or dust. Or clean bathrooms. Or even cook!�
“I am going to be your doom.�
“Dummy, I’m a middle age, perimenopausal woman.� Jess scratched her cheek. “Do you do cold spots? That could come in handy with hot flashes, especially during these humid summers.�
“Why should I help you?�
Jess swung her arm in an uppercut, knocking off Matilda’s head once again. She bent over. “Would you rather be my sparring partner in kickboxing class?�
“What happened to the older woman who had this bed?�
Jess replaced the head. “She’s gone. Now you’ve got me. If you’re going to haunt my house, you better help. Are you my maid or my sparring partner?�
Matilda pulled the box of cleaning supplies off the shelf.
Jess stopped before opening the door. “By the way, Fluffy’s chew toy got torn up yesterday, and they can’t deliver the replacement until tomorrow.�
“So?� Matilda asked.
Jess opened the door to a growling German Shepard. “I hope you can run fast.�
Matilda took off across the yard with the dog barking at her heels.
“Put it by the oven! That AC vent doesn’t blow hard enough to cool me, and I’m cooking a lasgna!� Jess yelled.
Now she knew why her friends haunted teenage girls.
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