I must admit when I discovered this word last night, I laughed. I read the definition...and then I laughed again. I'm not sure how the whole process works exactly but I understand the concept. You see, Omphalopsychite means the art of meditation by gazing at a navel. A navel? It didn't say navel ORANGE so I must assume it means the OTHER kind of navel. While I'm not sure how I will divine the answers to the hard questions of life by staring at my belly button, I do understand the idea of a quiet reflection of one's life to make sure things stay on track.
When I returned to my writing after a twenty year hiatus, I decided to minimize the distractions that would tempt me away from my computer. I turned off my music, I shut down the television, and told my friends that Sundays will find me quietly reflecting on the lives of my characters. For me, it's a peaceful endeavor and tends to uplift my spirit in order to handle the days ahead. So if we as writers are suppose to stare at our stomaches in order to hear our writing voices, then all I can say is...gaze on everybody...GAZE ON!
Written by: Sarah Weeks
Illustrated by: Sam Williams
ISBN: 10 0152050469
Teaser: Baby likes to throw things...out of the crib, out of the stroller, out the tub...and his friend mouse is cheering him on. What will the baby throw next and will things settle down in the house?