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It’s Still Magic To Me

Iona Morrison The first time I saw this image I couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking about as she looked out into the stormy evening sky. I found myself pondering over it for days. The dark clouds, her still form, and the early morning hour showing up on the clock,all drew me in. Did she see something in the heavens not visible to others?  I wanted to know.

The woman in this picture reminds me of a character in my work in progress. Writing inspiration can come in a moment. Something visual or something I hear stirs my imagination and the story is off and running in a whole new direction. This picture became a part of an amazing scene in my latest project. Stretching my writing skills in a whole new direction. I had so much fun writing the scene. My character tried to explain to me what I couldn’t see.

This story also has a new character that got inside of my head. I could see him clearly, his mannerisms, and the way he talked. I can only hope my words do him justice, and my readers get an idea of their own as to how he looks as they listen to his words. Writing is personal, I lose myself in every page that I write, but I find a small piece of myself there too.

About six years ago I was home alone for ten months when my husband went to work in New Jersey after hurricane Sandy. It was during this time of solitude that I found my inner landscape, as I like to think of it. I also found my creativity and this writer was born. Harriet Tubman said “Every great dream begins with a dreamer.” I qualify as a dreamer. I spend a good deal of time dreaming about the folks in my head. Thankful! It is still magic to me.

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Why I Write

“There is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.” ~Vladimir Nabokov

One of my characters has done it again. Reba, my very prime and matronly character, has managed to pull a few words of wisdom out of that sweet head of hers and has opened a path forward to another book while at the same time sending readers off on another few twists in turns in the story. Where does she come up with this stuff. Lol. I love how her mind works or is it my mind. It all seems to blend together in there.

It never seizes to amaze me when my characters give me the way forward in the story. I love watching new characters come to life and the story unfold page after page. It keeps me intrigued. I have to know how the book will end so I keep writing.  I’m not a plotter. I admit it. I don’t have drawings,(except my crude drawing of Blue Cove) or outlines, and I never know from the beginning what the end of the book will be. The first sentence hits me and I’m off and running. It may not be the best way to write, but somehow it has worked for me. When I hit a bump, I wait and listen; read and re-read until something they say jumps out at me. Even a picture can often jump-start the story and I hold on through all the twists and turns.

In my work in progress I’m working on a new character that I’m loving. He’s unique and unlike any other character I have conjured up so far. I love his actions, and manner of speaking. He’s slowly evolving and letting me know why he’s important to the story.

One scene leads to another, words fill the pages, and before you know I’m hooked. I do love this writing gig, even though at times it can be brutal trying to get all the words clamoring in my head out on paper. When I write the words “The End” there is a sense of satisfaction that I did it.

A Great Weekend!

Iona Morrison

I attended the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Colorado Gold Conference this past weekend. My head is still spinning with all the great things that I learned and experienced. One of the highlights for me was having lunch with the President, Editor and Chief of The Wild Rose Press, Rhonda Penders and fourteen other authors in the area who call Wild Rose Press their home. The Wild Rose is a great small publisher who treats their authors well. I am pleased to be one of their authors for all five of my books with a sixth being considered now.

Hearing Diana Gabaldon speak on the first night of the conference was another highlight. Diana’s story is amazing. She has
three degrees in Science, plus one of the most incredible success stories as an author. She is the author of the award-winning,
#1 NYT bestselling Outlander Novels. The series is published in 26 countries and in 23 languages. There are over 28 million
copies in print world-wide. Diana is also serving as the Co-producer of the Outlander TV series. Her success story allows you
to dream while still being realistic.
Sherry Thomas was a joy to hear. She came to American from China when she was thirteen years old. She learned English by
reading Romance and Science Fiction Novels. Her sense of humor kept me laughing through her entire speech. Success for her
was a longer climb and more like what most writers have to go through. Sherry writes Historical Romance, Historical Mystery,
and Young Adult Fantasy.
I found my niche in mystery with a touch of paranormal and romance. Before I ever thought of writing I was first a reader. Reading
has let me explore my world and adventure to new places. And now with audio books I can listen when I want to rest my eyes.
I want to leave you with a few pictures of a great weekend.

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A Small Thing

My husband and I have been remodeling a space that we are moving into. It’s a lot of work, but something that needed to be done. It’s amazing what a fresh coat of paint, and a new floor can do. I wish is was as simple with the chaos that can be seen in our world. If only I could do a few cosmetic tweaks to repair the expanding tension on our earth. I think what is needed is a collective look in a giant mirror to check out how truly messy we have become. A quick glance over our shoulder to make sure we see ourselves and actions as someone else might see them. Or as the old saying goes to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes.

I’m a bit naïve at times, but I do believe Love is powerful, and in the end, Love wins. I try hard to practice it and even when I fail, I keep trying. It seems like a small thing to do in the face of such enormous challenges. But practice goes a long way and so does  taking a hard look in the mirror to see how I measure up.

A.D. Williams said; “Love has the power to cure, to heal, to calm, to change, and to unite. Use this power often.” It’s hard to believe when staring in the face of anger and hatred that love can make any difference at all. But one soft voice added to another, and so on, can. Love only needs a willing heart and hands through which to show itself.

The down side of remodeling or loving is, you can always see more that needs done. A seemingly endless task. It takes work! But, the results are worth it.


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Downsizing Adventure Part Two!

Image may contain: 1 person, closeupWe are moving again; part two in our downsizing adventure. The first time was leaving a house we had lived in for over twenty years. We’ve been here for four. Smart would have been to move every year so we couldn’t accumulate more stuff. Have you ever noticed that stuff has a way of multiplying? Especially, if you put it in a dark closet or a sealed box. I honestly believe there is a conspiracy afoot to keep us buying more things to add to our collections. It is  the way those pesky boxes continue to grow even when we are not watching them. If only our savings would multiply the same way.

I’m finding I can live with a lot less than I thought. If I haven’t tasted it, worn it, or used it in the past year it is gone. Seems like a simple enough motto even for me. The most amazing thing about sorting through everything, besides taking a break to sit and rest, is that amidst all the trash I have found a few treasures. I found a picture of my parents on their wedding day. Definitely a keeper for my family.

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I found a picture of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother, Franklin and Becky Hurst along with my two great aunts Mary and Jane when they were little girls. I’m not sure who the baby is. I think some research is order. What fun I’m having and of course, wasting time for as long as I can, before I have to get back to packing. I couldn’t resist a few more pictures, including me way back when, and that’s all I’m going to say. No more trips down memory lane. Back to work!

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