Some of you may not have this problem, but we Floridians find with summer comes a rather drastic drop in our busyness. Sure, there are those lucky travelers who come here for two weeks to enjoy our beautiful beaches, fun in the sun, and all that. But as a rule, winters are when our businesses thrive, at which time our idleness will be a thing of the past, at least until the next summer.
If you’re fortunate enough to hold a job in a solid company, they’ll keep you on, even in slow times. As my co-worker and I exhaust world events, I contemplate a way to lift our spirits and keep the days from growing weary.
Our cubicles are the epitome of industrialized dullness, so thinking a picture or two might brighten our workspace, I discover more than I hoped for. There is an abundance of beautiful royalty-free images available on the Internet. Maybe a castle, or a sunset, or a rocky shore! The possibilities are endless.
Being an avid fan of vampire stories, when I came upon a vibrant rendering of Dracula’s castle, I had to print the picture on photo paper just for my friend.
For me, it was a pulsating rocky shore at sunset.
She is the most breathtaking woman in the world, whatever that is for her. She’s working her dream job, again, her point of view. I suggested, perhaps she’s a curator for a museum with a rare artifact she’s commissioned to authenticate. Fearlessly, she approaches the dark castle, which every other person in town avoids at all cost. It’s rumored the master of the manor is a distant great, great grandson of Count Dracula, and no doubt, a modern-day vampire.
Then, I suggest, she take it from there, all in her mind’s eye.
My story goes like this: My brother and I inherit an old castle on a hill. Behind the aged, yet solid structure and down the hillside, lies a rocky seashore, foamy with violent waves. Since my brother has no interest, I travel the long distance alone to check out our new acquisition. Walking out back and down to the bank, my heart performs somersaults as I discover a prone man washed up and wedged between two large boulders. He’s alive, handsome beyond belief, and suffering amnesia.
Can you imagine where these stories might go? How about searching for a picture that stirs your own creative juices? The possibilities are limited only by your imagination.
You might just discover an idle day need not equal mundane!
Hope you enjoyed my post. Share your thoughts about what kind of visual stimulation might inspire your next story.
Katie Benson left her life of privilege to become a high school teacher a few hundred miles from home. If only she could find a man who lights the flames of her desire as well as her former bodyguard, life would be complete.
Benson Security Director, Blake Malone has kept the little princess at arms length out of self-preservation after one night of almost crossing the line, ten years ago.
An unwanted admirer forces the two, with unfinished personal business, into close quarters where the spark of attraction continues to ignite, this time the boundaries of propriety are blurred.
Joyce Palmer resides in Southwest Florida with her husband of almost thirty years. Apart from her day job, she spends her time writing contemporary erotic romances, editing, judging writing competitions, or critiquing with her many writer friends. Please visit http://joycepalmer.net to find out the latest happenings in Joyce’s world.
*Edited by Teresa Crumpton*