My Weird Obsession

Back when I hosted a monthly Meet An Indie Author Monday (MAIAM, I love a good palindrome), the first interview I posted was my own. And this was one of the questions:

Writers keep their eyes open for inspiration, which makes us notice a lot more than most. What random piece of everyday beauty do you love?

My answer was, in retrospect, was very subdued because I wanted to keep my responses short and pithy.

Doors. Doors have become so humdrum, so when I walk by a really gorgeous door I can't help but stop. An interesting handle, nice ironwork, a good heavy doorknocker. Sometimes I take a picture.

In truth, I LOVE doors—interesting doors, old doors, oddly-shaped doors, and doors that open with skeleton keys. I recently went on vacation to Switzerland and Bern is a door-lovers paradise!

As someone who writes about fairy tales, I think I’m in search of the door that will take me to another realm even knowing that fairies aren’t exactly known for their hospitality. There’s an allure to a door, a mystique. At least while it stays closed. It’s the embodiment of possibilities.

What mundane thing do you imbue with magical possibilities?