One of my favorite songs is “Sail Away” by Enya. I can totally picture myself jumping on board a random sailboat and slipping away into the sunset, my hair flying behind me like the movies.
Okay, so that’s totally cheesy, but sometimes I do have that urge to get away and escape. Do you ever feel this way? Like when the kids are throwing fits over their homework, or when I get too many emails from work, or when the cats have shattered my favorite bowl from Bali, or when FIRE ANTS invade my house.
That’s one of the things I love about writing. I can find that escape in my stories. After I put the boys to bed, I slip away to the front room, curl up on the couch with a million pillows, laptop tucked into my lap, and I start typing away. All the problems vanish and it’s just me and my own little world. I call it my Secret Place.
Tonight I told my youngest it was time to start working on his homework. He said, “Maybe later, Mommy. Right now I’m taking a break and relaxing in Bora Bora.”
I laughed so hard. I couldn’t deny that Bora Bora sounded perfect right about then.
Sometimes we as writers need to have that Secret Place where no one can find us and we can escape.
Do any of you have a Secret Place, too?