Beginnings can be exciting, wonderful, frightening and most are inevitable. Life changes whether we like it or not. I love December 23rd. To me that’s the beginning of the actual Christmas celebration without the stress and work of the 24th or the 25th. It’s my favorite day of the year. As kids, my sister and brother and I used to fight over who got to put the first spoon into the Jif peanut butter, dipping through the shiny, creamy layer. Fluff the marshmallow cream from New England magically “resealed” itself after every serving and saved us from many arguments.
Here’s one of my favorite beginnings of all time. It’s the Sesame Street theme song. And someone was kind enough to splice together many of the versions that have run since its launch in 1969 (which I watched in first grade!) I’m a Snuffy sized Sesame Street fan. The song just makes me smile and my blood pressure drops when I hear it. It has changed over the years as musical tastes have changed (evolved, not so much!) It reminds that that even beginnings can change and grow and we can still love them.
How do you feel about a blank screen facing you as you begin a manuscript? I love that feeling! Although sometimes I hate it, and do the imaginary crumple and miss the trash can. That’s an app we all need – a button so that you can hear a the crinkle of paper and the thunk into the circular file. Lord knows there’s no easy button for beginning a manuscript.
What are some of your favorite beginnings? And is anyone else craving a Fluffernutter sandwich? I’ll start the Jif.