Late one night I was standing in the kitchen folding laundry, the last one in the house still awake. The children and my husband had, as usual, lumbered off to bed leaving the TV blaring in the empty family room. As I mindlessly waded my way through the mountain of clothing, wishing to be done, the faint sound of an old, familiar, TV show drew my attention. I recognized the theme song belonging to the seventies show “WKRP in Cincinnati.”
I fondly remembered my parents watching the weekly show when I was a small child. Humming along to the catchy tune, I thought about the show’s basic premise of DJ’s on a “cheesy” radio station.
The idea spiraled, and led me to wonder about the world of Public Radio and talk shows with hosts that lulled you into a state of mind numbing peace with their soothing voices made for listening. That, combined with the theme song lyrics, hinting at lost, nostalgic love and I was hooked.
I ditched my laundry. Inspiration had taken over, and I settled down with my laptop, hoping to capture the vague story idea that had begun formulating in my overworked brain. A woman, a mourned relationship, a shocking revelation, and an on-air psychiatrist who deals with broken hearts. Thus the beginnings of a new romance novel.
So, followers, stay tuned!