So... Monday I woke up, got ready for work, and was happy to notice I was early. But not long after leaving my apartment, I got stuck in a standstill. It was very ironic, because I've thought several times that if there was ever an accident on that very road, I'd be stuck. The only way to get from the office to my apartment involves crossing a very cool bridge using a two lane road. Something happened with a tractor trailer before I reached the bridge- I'm not quite sure what- and instead of directing traffic around it, my lane didn't move at all.
While we watched hundreds of cars drive past.
And of course, I had a major appointment that morning, set for an hour after I was supposed to be in the office.
I sat there for a long time. I called everyone one I knew. We looked at maps, iphone applications, etc. Nothing. I was stuck.
Kind of like where I am in my story.
So, eventually they towed the semi and I was able to move. I arrived at the office at 9:45--just in time to turn on my computer and leave.
But I thought a lot about what happened all day. The entire time I was stuck, my mind raced with possibilities, alternate routes, scenarios. I started thinking about characters and how it's so easy to throw a wrench into their plans. How the simplest thing can create a million possibilities.
I didn't really come to any conclusions. Other than that I really need to learn another way to the office. Either that, or learn how to teleport.
Needless to say, the next time I sit down to write, I'm definitely going to find the wrench for my characters' best laid plans. I think it'll be a lot more fun than being stuck in traffic. :0)
See y'all Friday!
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