Personal challenge for myself today: take an everyday event and make it sound magical.
She’s laying back on the couch, laptop in her lap with a fresh cup of cocoa at her side. It’s been a relatively calm day, the kitten sprawled out on the futon mattress, sleeping soundly and dreaming the way kittens do. She’s been listening to music as she writes, trying to create a whole new world that she hopes, someday, other people can become lost in. The characters are there, they just need to travel from behind her closed eyelids to the blank screen in front of her.
The music changes to a familiar melody, an animated movie she has seen once upon a dream. She remembers the black and white world, the man made of paper and the lady he pursues. "It’s Paperman,“ she whispers, "It’s playing the Paperman music.”
That’s when the magic happens.
She hasn’t looked outside in a while, too focused on her fictional characters and the world she’s trying to put them in. The music gets to a particularly memorable part of the movie. The papers are resting quietly in the alley, unmoving, then something wondrous brings them to life. One is woken from its slumber, followed by another, each flowing in the wind to the beat of the music. The writer smiles as she remembers this part and takes a moment to glance out the window.
It’s snowing.
It’s not the harsh snow that’s seemed to plague her home as of late, not the fast and overpowering kind that makes it hard to see. It’s the soft, gentle snow that’s falling from the sky, dusting the sidewalks and streets like powered sugar.
She smiles and imagines that it’s paper, one of the soft flakes kissed by her red lips.
Inspired by the Paperman soundtrack playing while I was listening to music, then me noticing that it had started to snow :)
