So you’re probably wondering where I find my inspiration when the time comes to wax philosophic. To be honest, pretty much anything can get my grey matter going, but this morning, it was a tweet from my friend Maggie.
She sent a tweet out into the vast interwebs asking how we define paradise.
For obvious reasons, that really got the Deep Thoughts flowing. What’s more fun for someone obsessed with time travel than speculating about the future? Maybe thinking about a utopian version of the future.
I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately. I’m not sure how to define it other than that the creative side of my brain has felt like it’s been closed for construction, and I’ve found myself pining for a hand to hold on long, lonely summer nights.
With all that going on in my head, I was happy to clear some space for the Deep Thoughts necessary to answer Maggie’s question. After all, what better way to further connect with someone online than by getting into a philosophical discussion on Twitter?
It didn’t require much time for my brain’s thought factory to churn out the answer to Maggie’s query on its conveyor belt. After all, when I’m in a funk, it’s often because it’s become apparent that I’m not living in my version of The Garden of Eden.
Confident in my answer, I tweeted it out into the interwebs in hope that it would become my reality.
For this Modern Philosopher, paradise would mean being able to write full time, while living an uneventful life with a special someone, far from the chaos of the world.
Does that answer surprise any of you?
I’m a quirky introvert and hopeless romantic with an overactive imagination. Of course my idea of Utopia revolves around writing, love, and being left alone.
Is there really much more needed in life? I suppose I could have expanded my vision to include my beloved kitties, the ability to watch every Yankees game, and a lifetime supply of Snapple, but Twitter does limit how much one can share.
Besides, my kitties will always be with me, and I somehow manage to survive when it’s not baseball season. And Snapple is eventually going to sponsor this blog (I just know it!), so I’ll be all set on the iced tea front.
The story revolves around a young Coriolanus Snow, long before he becomes President of Panem, and the haunter of Katniss Everdeen’s nightmares.
Whenever I read something so enthralling, it ignites my inner passion to write and reminds me that my main goal in life is to become a full time writer. I’m hoping that the book will shake me out of my funk, and get me back to work on my own novel.
As for love, I’ve found myself thinking a lot lately about lost loves. I play this torturous mental game about where my life would be now if I had made different romantic choices in my past. It’s a game that I can only lose until I complete work on my time machine, but it still reminds me that love is out there.
And I’d choose an uneventful life because that’s an introvert’s dream. Sure, I’ll show up for the obligatory book signings and movie premieres, and I’m certainly not going to avoid the Academy Awards when I’m finally nominated, but I don’t really need much more excitement in my life.
I’m perfectly content basking in the glow of my laptop’s light as I usher the words out of my brain and onto the page.
Just give me a good home with a loving partner, and feel free not to include me in any other activities the world has to offer. In my experience, going out into the world only leads to stress, chaos, and the desire to be alone.
Thank you, Maggie, for the inspiration to remember what’s important to me, and for playing the part of Muse today.
What’s your idea of paradise?