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I gave Elizabeth the prompt: My Perfect Summer's Day
Hi Annalisa! Thanks for taking the time to
host me. I know you’re getting ready to start your own tour and hop, so best of
luck on that!
You asked about my perfect summer day?
Well, this is the first thing that pops into my mind…
Many years ago, when my oldest son was just
a year old, he loved to go outside. Once set free, Caleb would explore. He has
always been bright child, so it isn’t surprising that during his second summer
on earth, he was intent on learning everything. He’d weed through blade after
blade of grass to find an ant. Then he’d watch it as it would roam about like
we would watch a lion at the zoo. Then he’d spy a bird in a tree and he would
point and watch in awe as it took flight.
To him, the world was fresh and new.
All the things that I saw each day and had
come to ignore, he was fascinated by. He could lie in the grass for long
minutes (which in toddler time is like hours) and watch the clouds move across
the sky, then gasp as a plane flew over. Every little bit of this planet was an
intrigue.
Bark on a tree.
The texture of concrete.
A shadow compliments of the sun.
Those things were as exciting to him as the
Magic Kingdom.
And on those perfect summer days, he taught
me an important lesson in writing:
Look at the world as if you have never seen
it before. Look beyond the snap image the brain has pre-loaded like clip art
for us. I say grass and you see green…but look closer…there is a smell, a texture,
a bend to each blade that you might have long stopped recognizing. That’s where
we will find the depth, the clarity, and the realism to make our lies more
real.
Or ask a toddler, “What do you see?” and
quickly write that down!
Great tips Elizabeth - I'm off to ask the nearest toddler!!
Maybe Love, Not Time, Heals All Wounds
Ditched at the altar…biopsied for
cancer…Mollie Hinkle is having a bona fide bitch of a summer. When life sucks
so hard it takes your breath away, what's a girl to do? Pack a bag, grab a few
friends, and leave the past and the worry in the rear view mirror. What wounds
can’t be healed by a drive across the Heartland, where quarter flips at cross
roads determine the route and the future? All roads lead to Craig, the second
son and bad boy of the haughty Coulter line. Has fate brought her to the
miniscule Montana town to find happily ever after or will it just break her
heart?
“Healing Summer” is the second book in the
Coulter Men Series.
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| Elizabeth Seckman |
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