Growing up with Hippie parents – not to mention LIVING through some of the times in question – child that I was – gives a unique perspective on life.
The gift that keeps on giving.
To Every Season
Turn Turn Turn
For whatever reason I stumbled when trying to find the vibe for Aesop’s Cove.
The heartbeat of Dragon Core
I wanted – needed – to sit in a place that felt like the Seattle centerpiece of the series.
To bask in vibes I could wear as I wrote.
No Dice
Damn Goldilocks
Like other Creatives the Muse is in charge
For years I traveled to and visited venues in and around the Seattle Metro Area
Dive bars, places that landed in one periodical or another…
Disrupting various lives – including my own – in search of the physical embodiment of of what I lived while writing those scenes.
Like I said – the Muse is in charge.
Turn turn turn
Unable to find the right locale [read vibe] I forged a way through a path of pain and uncertainty.
I couldn’t write until I had the soul pieces in place.
Muse again ya?
Turn turn turn
Enter Covid
The path forced me to take a break.
Or was it the Muse?
Turn turn turn
And so it came to pass that while I healed the world healed and – changed.
The one constant right?
One day I ventured to a place I’d been to but never thought of as a possibility for the Aesop’s Cove vibe. Lo and behold they’d evolved and the locale was now a solid physical option to wrap myself in the vibe.
Weirdly Enough
On the other side of the post Covid energy evolution …
I stopped by the place that had been a place holder for Aesop’s Cove only to find I no longer connected to it.
Still wrestling with that and what it means
Circle Back
A tool I use in my writing
Years ago I asked an engineer friend of mine living in A2 whether – when we move – do we change or does what we left behind change? His answer? Both
Which at the time was totally irritating.
I now understand what my friend was trying to convey.
Relativity revisited.
I couldn’t find my Aesop’s Cove before now because not only did the place not exist I was not ready; something the theory of relativity explains perfectly.
Thanks G3!
And so life happens.
When and as we need it.
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