The Creative Process

Stories begin one brick at a time. Each solid brick hand wrestled in place and maybe readjusted, moved slightly either right or left, or dug up and the direction of the path or wall is redesigned to fit an artistic choice.

The final process of one brick at a time shows itself over time. Several years later the results of hard labor, worn out gloves, broken shovels, busted hoses along with numerous plantings of trees, hedges, vines, and glimpses of garden art emerge with a resounding - - - YEAH !!!!

The same type of process occurs with a written story. My garden is in direct correlation to this most recent manuscript. Both have taken approximately the same number of years to emerge. Words and stones, ideas and dreams, are transformed into something I am happy with.

It goes without saying no story or garden is ever finished . . . :D