This is a beautiful photo taken amidst some lovely pine trees. It was mid afternoon and the sun lit the branches beautifully. Beyond these branches lies a mysterious path. There is dirt and thick tree roots under my feet. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined that it was evening and I had to use other senses than my sight, to find my way. It was difficult because the path was sloping downward. I peeked through my closed eyes to see a fence and a field of grass beyond. A breeze tossed the ends of my hair across my back...and then it happened. I felt fear. I was alone....or was I?
When I turned around in the direction I had just walked from, I expected to see a neighbor or a cat scurrying away. But alas...it was none of that. Just my vivid imagination carrying me away.
Imagine this scenario, but add a very rocky ground in the mountains and a tiny well traveled footpath. Now picture yourself carrying your critically injured child in your arms. You do not know the path. You do not know the extent of the injuries and you are not sure where to get help. Try to feel your emotions vividly. What is my protagonist doing while this is happening?
That explains why I was walking in the pine trees and that lovely summer day. As a writer, I read all the time. I am expanding my borders by reading something that is scary, and I don't like to be scared at all! But it helps me see how people react when their senses are pushed to work with clarity that could possibly save their lives.
That explains why I was walking in the pine trees and that lovely summer day. As a writer, I read all the time. I am expanding my borders by reading something that is scary, and I don't like to be scared at all! But it helps me see how people react when their senses are pushed to work with clarity that could possibly save their lives.
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