Hot and Cold
When I start the shower for Demon Baby, there is a process that occurs of Ninja Water Testing. Too cold, too hot, just a little too hot, just a little too cold . . . just right. And then, once he is IN the shower and acclimated to the water . . . we might have some adjusting. It's as if he knows to within a degree what temperature he likes. And I can say with fair certainty, it's at about the same temperature each time.
So it is with my house. Like a raving lunatic, I will scream and know when Oldest Daughter has raised the temperature on the thermostat a SINGLE degree. (She thinks it's too cold.) In summer, I have tried and tried with various energy-saving adjustments on my A/C, but the fact remains I need it at a certain temperature and not ONE degree hotter. Or colder. And I ALWAYS know--in how I fall asleep or in how comfortable I am at my desk, when SOMEONE (she shall remain nameless) messes with it!
Somehow, I think this internal thermostat applies to writing and reading. We seem to find our tastes, and when we settle in to write, we have some internal meter that tells us we've got something. We know when a scene is just a bit off. We know when we have landed in that temperature zone that signals the perfect spot.
Over time, the temperature swings aren't so wide. It's not ten degrees off, but one. But that ONE degree can be the difference between a sweaty house of meh, and perfection (or close to it). There are so many "almosts."
In my work-in-progress, I think I am in my temperature zone. It's a nice spot to be in. What's exciting is my beta stared at me over coffee and said, "This is it." Though I think he thinks I keep my house too cold.
What about you? Do you have that temperature zone zeroed in?
