You know about Occam’s Razor, right? The law that posits that the simplest solution to a problem is usually the right one? Like when your TV doesn’t work, the first thing you check is that the plug is actually in a socket. Well, in my house we have something called Bill’s Hammer, which posits that the first step in fixing anything is to give it a good whack. Me and my sister learned this Law of Nature from Bill himself, aka my dad.
TV got lines rolling through it? Whack.
Glove box rattling in the truck? Whack. (And if that doesn’t do the trick, sprinkle cuss words liberally while repeating). Whack!.
Vent fan humming too loud in the bathroom when you’re using the facilities? Whack!
Your only son–the one you started playing tackle football with at age six–tells you he’s trying out for the Central High School cheerleading squad?
Whack! Whack! Whack!
Isn’t it fun when you’re just free writing and something cool like a football-player-turns-cheerleader pops out of your brain? It’s like Pop-Tarts for the writers soul.