This year my goal has been to try new things, take different paths and see where they lead me as a writer, a paralegal and as a person. One of those paths has lead me full circle back to the 1960s and my days of meditation.
Meditation is making a huge comeback. It’s been retooled and updated, and now it’s called mindfulness, but no matter what you call it, the concept is the same. My New Year’s gift to myself was to purchase an app called Headspace. I did the intro, and when I got to the part where I could select my own bundles, I opted for thirty days of creativity training.
What in the Sam Hill, you might ask does this have to do with our theme of vindication? How does one go from mindfulness to vindication? Easy peasy as my Fitbit tells me daily when I make my step goal. Last night I struggled with what to possibly write about the topic of vindication. This morning, before work, I fit in my ten minutes of meditation, freed my mind, let it roam, and at the end of the session, bright as neon lights, the words Veni Vidi, Vici were dancing before my eyes. They looked like some kind of ancient Latin Vegas kick line après a visit from Bacchus. It was kind of fun to watch, to tell the truth.
In fact, I realized, that’s the perfect description of the three-act structure.
I came: Meet the protagonist, set up the story, introduce the characters, stir the pot and see what happens.
I saw: Watch the plot begin to boil. Here’s where the action happens, the true story. Everything comes together. The protagonist is gathering clues, chasing red herrings, weighing the evidence, seeing what works, discarding what doesn’t.
I conquered: The story comes together, the protagonist has the story well in hand, the end is in sight and the goal accomplished.
Veni, Vidi, Vici. An outline in three words. To quote another Ceasarism – Alea jacta est. The die is cast, the outline has begun!
What do you think writers and readers, have I crossed the Rubicon or have I welcomed Brutus into my storytelling army?