Weather permitting, I take a long walk every morning. My husband and I live in the Ozarks on a hill above Lake Taneycomo. It's a magical area, a birthplace for dreams.
As I walk, a poem often comes to mind, like the one I share today. Other times my thoughts go to my work in progress. My protagonists, by the way, have just visited an orphanage in southernmost Turkey with over 1,000 Syrian children. Moved by these little ones who have experienced the worst of life, they are determined to end the Syrian war. It is because of their commitment that I purchased a large map of the Middle East and have it taped against the wall of my office. It helps me when I read research papers and newspaper articles focused on the conflicts of that area. Who knew I'd be writing about this embattled area, certainly not me.
Sometimes a walk triggers dreams, other times, it can take us to places extreme. On your walks, have you been surprised by what you see?
As I walk, a poem often comes to mind, like the one I share today. Other times my thoughts go to my work in progress. My protagonists, by the way, have just visited an orphanage in southernmost Turkey with over 1,000 Syrian children. Moved by these little ones who have experienced the worst of life, they are determined to end the Syrian war. It is because of their commitment that I purchased a large map of the Middle East and have it taped against the wall of my office. It helps me when I read research papers and newspaper articles focused on the conflicts of that area. Who knew I'd be writing about this embattled area, certainly not me.
Sometimes a walk triggers dreams, other times, it can take us to places extreme. On your walks, have you been surprised by what you see?
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