I've always had an affinity for windows. What they do -- allow light in, allow people to see out -- cheers me, but I like that they're technically a second way into a room or building, beyond a door.
Fresh ways to enter or exit a place interest me. And I'm not just talking about physical buildings but life situations and issues and friendship and all of the non-tangibles that bump around our life. We so often use the door to enter and exit when there is probably a different way to approach a particular matter.
I do this with the Wilfair books. I wish I could say each book has been written chronologically. Jumping around in time while writing is kind of my bag, as I often find that the way into the next chapter isn't always starting the next chapter.
Hmm. Maybe there's a life lesson there I haven't fully explored.
In short? If Fair Finley has a problem, I don't always approach into it via her thoughts. I'll sometimes start with Monty Overbove talking about something totally different, and wend my way back to Fair via a side door. A side door that surprises a little, I hope.
I needed to remind myself that looking at something from a new direction is usually a positive thing and not strictly an offbeat approach.
That happened this morning when I spied the real corner that's home to The Wilfair Hotel and Motel Fairwil, but from a new vantage point: a parking lot that's about a block to the west.
The building in the back is the home of the future Oscars museum; the skyscraper is the Variety tower. And I see the marker that denotes Gomery Overbove's bedroom (I'll share what it is when we meet at Wilshire and Fairfax for our photo, of course).
It's a city view, for sure, but the sky was such a treat. The clouds were pure glimmer-sweet marshmallow fluff, the same marshmallow fluffy clouds Fair Finley enjoys when she gazes out her third-floor hotel bedroom window.
If she's looking at the sky, that is. The motel's best surveillance system is almost never off duty.
But I'd tell her this: Fair, ease up, chill out, and look up. Because focusing on one direction isn't always the way in; rather, there are many surprising entrances, including those we have to make.
