I’m dropping in to let you know that I haven’t died. I’ve just been less of a stickler about my update schedule this month. It’s a personal failing. But in this transition time as I re-determine what the purpose of this blog is I thought I’d stop in and share something with you about writing. Well, how I write anyway.
There’s this movie I used to watch a lot when I was a kid. Sabrina the one with Harrison Ford instead of Humphrey Bogart. I really love that movie. Particularly there’s this one line in the movie that sticks with me perpetually. Sabrina says to her father, “I love that you took a job as a chauffuer so that you would always have time to read your books.” Even as a kid I knew this was a man to look up to.
My job allows me a lot of mental freetime. I sit in a big wooden chair for hours on end and watch people move around a junior olympic size pool. Most of the time I make lists: to-do lists, inventory lists, lists about the members in the pool, lists of steps I would take if an emergency happens, prayer lists… stuff like that.
A few times in the past few years as I’ve been sitting on the guard stand an idea has fallen into my head. It’s not always a good thing because I get nervouse that I’ll forget it. They’re like the ideas you have just before falling asleep and you try to convince yourself to remember it the next morning, but you didn’t write it down. I try to think about it, hold it in my brain, until I get the chance to rotate down and make a small note that I hope I’ll be able to decipher later.
Today a though I’ve been pondering for a month or so finally clicked into place about two minutes after I sat down to guard. I managed to get it to stick. And that was exciting for me. I think that days like today are the reason that I love guarding so much and hate the thought of any other kind of job.
