Which led me to think -- what inspires me? Specifically, what inspires me to write? Am I like my daughter--do I surround myself with it?
- History - history inspires me. I love hearing the old stories, reading the annals of memories of a long lost soul, journals and diaries ... sigh... love it.
- Romance - yes, dear hearts -- IT EXISTS! So it's in the form of my husband building a doghouse for my dogs when he's not a dog lover - at all. It may not be a rose, or a dinner out, but trust me, that plywood doghouse is beautiful.
- Characters - I love looking at pictures of people. There's such art in a person's face. Not necessarily just handsome men or beautiful women. But the wise, wrinkled face of an old man, or the narrow nosed lady with the high brows and huge lips.
- Nature - a crisp Autumn day with orange leaves making a blanket on my yard, or a summer afternoon with a cool breeze and the smell of fresh flowers drifting over the air. Mountains in the distance, the broad expanse of a lake, the trickle of a creek, or the blue of the sky - inspiring.
What inspires you - to write, to read, or to live?