It’s true. Women NEED chocolate.
When I hear a woman say she doesn’t like chocolate, I wonder what horrible alien has invaded her body that she would despise such a miraculous invention.
Me? I couldn’t live without it. The hubs has learned that, even if it’s not on the list, an emergency trip to the grocery store for me means “get chocolate.” Even if I just need cream of mushroom soup, he knows to bring back a box of brownies or cookies or an amazing Hershey’s bar.
Chocolate is a necessity for me.
I’m not sure I even realized how much of a necessity until last week.
I was wandering around Kroger when I stumbled onto the candy isle that wonderfully put all that rich goodness together in one place. It was beautiful. A giant wall of chocolate.
The caramel filled Ghirardelli looked amazing, as did the Godiva bars.
There was just one problem.
A giant box of Midol was sitting on the shelf, blocking my view of the little truffle thingies that lay behind it.
It was then that I realized that this grand wall of chocolate had been strategically placed right next to the tampons and pain relievers.
I couldn’t help but imagine the poor pre-menstrual woman who was wandering down that isle and decided chocolate was better than medication to ease her hormonal situation. Maybe she had just enough money for one.
I totally sympathized and understood. This is when I knew I had a problem because I would have picked chocolate too.
Now….fast forward a week to yesterday.
I woke up with an aching hip…yes I am too young for this but it happened nonetheless. The thought of sitting and writing all day was not ideal.
So…like any sane woman in pain, I made myself a hot cocoa (see picture…extra cocoa…in my favorite Pike Place mug) and warmed a triple chocolate brownie.
Before I knew it, the day was done, (early I might add), and I had a perfect chapter to show for it. This is a phenomenon, people.
I NEVER consider my first draft perfect, yet there it sat, needing few revisions and saying everything I wanted it to say. On top of that, I had 2…yes 2….blog posts written and ready to be published over the next couple of days.
I credit the chocolate.
It made my mood lift. It made me happy. Happy is good when you’re writing a romantic comedy.
And so…from now on, chocolate will be required before I sit down to write.
It is now my muse.
How about you? What does the trick for you?