Wicked Wenches

That’s allegedly what it means.
The Divine Breath.

I kind of like that.

My inspiration can be anything. Music, Movies, Books… overhearing some comment… anything, really.
I remember, many years ago, my boyfriend asked me how fast I can build a story. I said instantly. He didn’t believe it.
I said okay, give me a keyword.
He sat for a minute, then said, “Prawn cocktail.” A smug grin on his lips, too!
I took less time than he thought about his keyword and the story was in my head. Boom. Just like that. I told him the outline, too. And it all started with a waitress tipping a prawn cocktail all over a guy’s expensive suit… (I wrote half that story, too.)

The thing is, inspiration can come from anywhere, and it can strike anywhere, any time. I seriously need a waterproof pen and pad, because I always end up with them when I’m in the damn bathtub! Or on the loo… *roll eyes*

Sometimes you have a character pop in your head, other times a scene, a piece of dialog, the view out of the window from your heroine’s house. And sometimes… sometimes that’s enough to spark a whole book.

I find that I need different motivations/inspirations when I write. Naturally, the idea for the story comes first. If I don’t feel inspired, that my story is great, that the idea is worthwhile, then there’s no way I can get myself to write a word. But for me that is only the beginning. Then I have to get in my characters heads, feel their moods, fight their fights and in order to do that I use different techniques – sad movies for sad moments, great music for great moments, hot and sassy movies or books for those sexy … well this is a family site after all….

So for me inspiration is like a balanced diet. I don’t always want to eat those darned greens, I don’t really like them, but I have to get in the mood and chew if I am going to get a healthy book.