This whole walking-Sam-to-school thing is really working out well for me. I like multi-tasking, so I feel good about getting exercise/heightening my senses/spending quality time with the boys at the same time. These were all expected benefits.
Last week I blogged about an unexpected benefit: how walking got my writing juices flowing. Today I discovered another one: a book idea.
I wish I could announce my genius idea to the world right here and now, but we writers have to keep our ideas close to the vest. In the 600-or-so-odd-years that we've spoken modern English, you can imagine that most of the really good ideas are already taken.
I will tell you this though, the boys and I were walking down Washington Avenue, and Sam was asking me questions about the trees-specifically why the leaves and branches were falling off the trees-and as I'm using Brittany-Writer-Speak to explain this to him (I'm a writer, I wax poetic. Want the straight answer, ask the resident engineer. :-P), and as the words are coming out of my mouth, I think to myself, "Holy smoke! This would make an awesome children's book!"
I rushed home to google and amazon.com my idea and there doesn't appear to be a similar book on the market. So that's exciting in and of itself, but I'm equally excited that the idea came to me in the first place. I've always wanted to be a children's book author, and I never had any inspiration for stories. I figured with motherhood would come plenty of inspiration, but it never came. Now, finally, after four-plus years, I get a gem.