IMAGINE

It’s raining, really raining and the wind is howling as I type this. Living in a rural outpost we are accustomed to the extremes of weather. It usually involves roaring fires and hot chocolate and lots of cake. Hunkering down until the storm subsides.

My view is of the hills and I watch as the clouds march, armed with chaos and calamity. Shedding their cargo of rain and the wind whipping it across the fields. It’s conditions like the ones today that drive my imagination. For instance, what of the hill folk who lived here ions ago? Searching for food, looking for shelter. Living literally day to day. What did they imagine as they did their best to survive the elements?

Imagination is a wonderful and powerful thing. As a writer visions pop into your mind and you become desperate to transfer them onto the page. Hopeful you can make sense of the scattered thoughts and pictures ambling through.

In considering my own imagination, I have stretched it to wonder about what my book will look like when it finally comes to print. There are so many lovely covers about just now. They feel like a painting you just want to step into. The saying ‘never judge a book by its cover’ is so true. How many books have you hovered over because of the illustration on the front cover? I am guilty though I try very hard to see beyond and at least read the blurb. All authors want their book to be picked up, looked at, spoken about and eventually bought or borrowed.

It is truly a long process getting to that point but each day brings me a little closer. On a day like today, cossetted by the stone walls and roaring fire, I can indulge myself and imagine what the future may hold.

My hero Edward is ever nearing his goal and his imagination has been able to breath life into his story and where his life will take him.

‘Ellie, I dreamed of you last night, at last by my side. Ready to step out into the light.’

Isn’t that all any of us desire? To imagine the possibilities and begin the journey.

The wind is still whistling and the trees are bending at its will. Not giving way.

Wild is the weather, just like my imagination.

Stay safe.

Thank you for reading.

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