Ideas, like fireflies, swirl around my head. Which one should I catch? My eyes lose focus. Perhaps it’s best to capture them all and store them in a glass jar.
Sometimes writing is like that and I end up with a drawer full of Pulitzer wannabees. Like the flies in the jar that eventually die without air, so do all of my captive ideas. When I examine them again there is no spark. The light is gone.
I find that I’m a better writer when I am more purposeful. Instead of chasing elusive fireflies, no matter how bright, my focus becomes like a coloring book page of ‘Connect the Dots.’ You know, use a line to connect the numbers and you create a picture; what a writer might call a concept or idea.
There is so much disconnected information that zooms past us or bombards us, but it is the dots inside of us that represent the deep emotions and memorable events that have changed our lives. I discovered that writing is also a way of giving, of sharing a part of me with others.
So when I look for inspiration, I no longer reach for the fireflies. I search within myself for one of the dots that represent friendships I’ve made, issues I’ve championed, as well as events that trigger fear, anger, sorrow, or joy. Then that dot, eager to touch the hearts of others, sparks to life out of me and illuminates a page or two creating a great story.
Practice Random Acts of Reading
Veronica Jorge
Manager, Educator, and former Social Studies High School teacher, Veronica credits her love of history to the potpourri of cultures that make up her own life and to her upbringing in diverse Brooklyn, New York. Her genres of choice are Historical Fiction where she always makes new discoveries and Children’s Picture Books because there are so many wonderful worlds yet to be imagined and visited. She currently resides in Macungie, PA.
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Below is an excerpt from one of our 2024 mentees, Veronica Jorge, from her project, Crushed Like Sugarcane, based on her Chinese ancestor, Zhou Zhijian, who left China to work in the sugarcane fields of Cuba where he was enslaved. In this portion, newly arrived and unwilling to accept the situation, he decides to escape:
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The painter stares at the canvas waiting for an image to appear. Patiently, he waits until a faint imprint of a landscape or a face emerges. He then grabs a brush and dabs it into the paint on his palette, making haste to reach the canvas with his brush to capture the image.
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I can’t think of a better way to welcome Spring and celebrate Earth Day than with a new book, especially one about nature and the earth, and following after Women’s History Month.
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For centuries and throughout the entire world women have made valuable contributions in the arts, sciences, culture, academics, politics, the armed forces, etc. Too many women and too many areas to name without slighting any one person, field or region. Every March during Women’s History Month we commemorate their achievements.
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Don’t be fooled by the title. This is not a book about morality or religion. Far from it. It’s all about….MURDER.
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Yes, yes, and yes! Love the post…
Hi Sally, Thank you for commenting on my first post. Since you are a minister and counselor, I imagine you connected with my ideas about sharing, giving, and light. I’m always focused on increasing in all three areas.
I enjoyed reading your post. Sweet way of looking at gathering ideas!
Hi Meriam, As you yourself wrote and know, ‘there is a little magic everywhere and in everyone.’ I’m thrilled by every new discovery. Thank you so much for taking the time to comment.
Hi Veronica! You live a little over an hour from where I grew up in Scranton, PA 🙂 I like your post – it reminds me of the end of The Wizard of Oz, because Dorothy had the power within her, all along. You’ve beautifully expressed an answer to the age old question posed to writers: “Where do you get your ideas?” <3
Hi Geralyn, It’s so interesting that you mentioned the Wizard of Oz. As a child I wondered what might really be found at the end of a rainbow. The thought filled me with awe. My other all time favorite movie was, and still is, Cinderella and the song, ‘Impossible…things are happening everyday.’ I became a very reflective person always searching within myself.
Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment to my post.