Usually when I am working on a story, I find a quiet place to relax and see what comes to mind. But lately, since I started jogging on a treadmill, I have found that running along thinking about the story currently at hand will lead to inspiration. Just yesterday I was running along, and a story I am working on, titled “Scrapper,” came to mind. And though I knew what was happening next, it was the ending that caught my interest. As I worked it out in my mind, watching the scene play out, motives for different character actions developed and other scenes not yet written filled out with details. By the time I was off the treadmill, a mere twenty-three minutes later, I had three key scenes bubbling over. I sat and wrote more than 3000 words. So my story has a well advanced beginning and a near complete ending. I am looking forward to tomorrow’s run and the middle taking shape, while I am taking shape, too.
So for me, exercise and inspiration seemed to be a well-linked pair. Writing could be the healthiest thing I do.
