When I write sometimes ideas just pop into my head. Other times I sit with my mind wandering. When I begin to wander I have to stop and do something else. Usually, I end up playing with my three year old.
It's amazing to watch kids play and to interact with them. They have so much energy and their imaginations are wild. Did you know that you can build a whole world out of play-doh? Well, you can!
According to the little one, it's quite easy to do. First, you roll little balls of the dough, flatten them, and stack them on top of each other--those are the buildings, cut in half they're cars or boats, and circles alone are ponds. Then you make little snakes, cut them in segments, and stand them on end--depending on how you work it, those can be people, trees, or roads. Once you have your world finished you smash it all up and start all over again. We can do this for hours, or until she loses interest.
As we play I wonder, "why did I buy all the molds and stuff to go with the play-doh?" My question is answered when they hit the floor: they bounce really well, spin around, and make funny noises. Ah to be little once more.
I am inspired my her imagination, because of this, I must feed it.
You may ask yourself, "what does this have to do with ideas for writing?" Use your imagination!