Like most writers, my thoughts are often mixing, kneading, stretching storyline to twist it into a form that will work for a particular project. So every now and then, it's good to get my mind off writing and on to something else.
While doing just that this evening, an image, powerful and stunning, infiltrated my imagination, and I knew without doubt that I had to include it in a story I began a few months ago. One I intended to work on this fall after I finished my current project. Words soon followed.
I love those moments, when creativity, pure and free, finds me. It is the joy of writing, and given the image, I am thankful to my Father above.