Back in December, I had a wonderful signing at The Book Shoppe in Medina, NY. (You can read about it here.) While there, I wanted to take some notes for a future story, and the owner, Sue Phillips, gave me a little beige pad of paper with THE BOOK SHOPPE on the top, with address and phone number, and the things they sell on the bottom. At the end of the signing, I tried to give the pad back, but Sue insisted I take it.
Well, am I ever glad I did! That little pad has been a terrific source of ideas. Okay, maybe IT didn't have the ideas, I did. Why is it every time I go to write down and idea for a blog or the new book on that little pad, suddenly I have many, MANY ideas? We're talking scribbling over every square inch of paper, turning it over, and scribbling there, and then--maybe even ripping off another piece to keep the flow of ideas going.
Of course, now I realize that I can't keep ripping off another piece so cavalierly. I mean, there's only so many pieces of paper in this little pad. What happens when they're all gone? Will my ideas suddenly dry up, too?
Gad. I might have to take a trip to Medina and beg Sue for another pad as it seems to be my new lucky charm.
What do you have that brings you luck?