Saturday, January 1, 2011

Lodestar

A little background: I have been suffering from writers block for over a year. It's not that I haven't written in that time, it's that what I've written is utter and complete crap. Today is 1/1/11 a brand new year, and I've bought myself a word a day calendar. Yay me. Anyway, I've decided that in order to get over my writers block I'm going to write a short story a day or at least a little blurp using my WotD calendar. This might be interspersed with what is actually happening in my life. Or not. Haven't made up my mind yet.

Lodestar, noun. "one that serves as an inspiration, model or guide" as the calendar defines it or a star used in navigation, as I've defined it most of my life.

"It's not that my friends were wrong", she thought as she walked through park. "It's that it's hard to change. You get stuck in a groove, like water you don't want to resist the easiest path."

She came to a split in the path, one way would lead her back to her warm house and the comfort that she normally felt in that familiarity. The other path was one that she couldn't remember ever taking. She was fairly certain that it lead down to the pond in the middle of the park, but if it did then it was the side away from the picnic area. She shivered as the wind caught up with her now still body. She looked up at the sky, the sun offered little illumination to her problem and less in the way of heat.

Her cell phone buzzed letting her know that she had received another text from the friends that she'd blown off the night before. The very ones that she'd been contemplating most of the day. She shook herself out of her mood as she flipped her phone open to read the text, she let her feet guide her back onto the familiar path as she laughed at the joke on her screen. Maybe today wasn't the day to change after all.

Post note: Just noticed that I didn't use the word, well it's a tough word. Doesn't come up in everyday conversation - still the definition is definitely the inspiration...