Creativity

You know I should really use this thing for working on my creative writing (which won't otherwise get much work this year). For example...
let's say I went to... the beach. Early this morning. (This is definitely fiction. I'm never up early). The early morning sun was glorious, celebrating the new day. The air was fresh - that uniquely beach air that is a combination of salt and sand and seagulls.
I jogged along the water edge quickly at first and then more slowly as I watched the sea. (This could be true, I usually jog at least a little bit when I go to the beach.) The movement of the water was mesmerising and I eventually stopped altogether, looking out over its vast expanse. As I did so, an odd movement to my right caught my eye. But when I turned my head to work out what it was, it disappeared. At first I thought the effects of getting up too early were causing me to see things. I was about to look away when I saw the movement again, closer this time. Shock rooted me to the spot. (What a cliche). I looked around me, but I was alone on the beach so there was no one to verify what I was seeing. (What was I seeing? It could be a dolphin although I'm not sure I would be 'shocked' to see one in the sea (this is, after all, where they generally reside). Perhaps someone I thought was dead is swimming towards me. This would definitely be a shock and also has interesting possibilities. Or it could be some kind of sea monster - a (really big) sea snake or a giant octopus. Although I think shock in that case would make me flee for my life. How about...)
Swimming towards me was a face that I recognised on a body that I had previously thought (and possibly still did think) to be mythological. When the... thing... (I can't really bring myself to say mermaid) was only a few metres away, she called my name.
"Lucy!"
I hesitated. "Ariel?" I said.
"I need your help!" she said.
"You need my help! You need my help? I need the help of a psychiatrist! Since when do mermaids actually exist? And I thought you grew legs and married the prince!"
She snorted (an action I had not previously associated with mermaids). "Get with it! He grew a tail and became a merman. There's no way I was going to give up my female right to maintain my oceanic role."
Visions of a sweet and demure Ariel cast aside, I said "So you want my help? Princey boy probably got a little sick of the water," I added to myself.
"Scylla has take Eric captive and we need to get in contact with his family. They have the magic weapon that can defeat her."
"Scylla? As in Scylla? The Greek one?" (my knowledge of Greek myths comes in handy here)
"Yes, of course," Ariel replied impatiently. "Are there any others?"
"Aaah, well, I suppose not."
"We cannot lose any time, you must travel to the golden city. It is two hours from Adelaide, and invisible to the human eye. When you return to your car you will find a sack containing all you will need to find Eric's family and convince them of our dire need."
"Hey, look Lady. You may be able to boss Eric around all you like, but I have other things to do with my time." I turned around to leave, but her next words stopped me.
"Your reward will be a chest of priceless jewels."
"Aaaaah, now you're talking."
"But we must talk no longer! Time is short so you must begin at once! I will meet you back here at sunset in three days. Remember, by sunset on the third day you must return."
"Hmmm, that sounds familiar," I said. But Ariel had disappeared under the waves.
Da da da dum.......
Tune in next week for more exciting adventures.