JUST CAME BACK FROM HEAVEN.
I had everything in the mountains. My family. Breathtaking sights. Incomparable scents. The taste of food cooked over a campfire. The feel of a flower placed in my hands. The sound of water tumbling, quakie leaves singing in the breeze, kids laughing.
Heaven for my soul.
Ambrosia for the senses.
I want to build a cabin there right now. Why not? I'll go stake a claim like in the good old days. Have me a good 'ol cabin raising.
Sigh. I wish, I wish, oh how I wish.
I grew up camping in the mountains. They're a deep part of me, of my feelings for my family—my parents, siblings, and now my husband and children.
You know what?
I can use my experience in the mountains to fuel my writing. I don't have to leave it all behind. I'll remember the ambrosia to my senses and include every sense in my book. I'll ratchet up the happiness factor with deep, emotional ties—like how my family made my mountain experience truly heaven. And I'll add conflict and trauma because yeah, it's there too. It's all there and it's all going in my book.
MAKE YOUR BOOK AMBROSIA TO THE SENSES.
THE SEVEN SENSES.
YEAH, FIVE SENSES DOESN'T CUT IT — I'M INCLUDING THE MIND AND THE HEART IN THE COUNT. WHAT THEY SENSE IS RICH, LAYERED AND VITAL, AND THEY GIVE THE OTHER SENSES POWER.