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Tag: Inspiration
Water Street flowers

Just walkin’ along and there they were.

Blueberries!

Lowbush, rather than high. Sunrise County is the world capital. This tray is about to be frozen for later use.
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Cat’s Ear
Colt’s Foot
down where I live
My visual therapy
the North Atlantic at night
a distant lighthouse here and there
the Milky Way
dawn where I live
When a fictional scene can use a shot of reality
While I’m thinking about visuals, let me mention a few ways they’ve helped me in creating my novels.
Not to slight dialogue, even when you nail it, or, for that matter, narrative, but a visual detail can be a great way to spark attention in a character development or a scene. It can make a passage visceral. It can rescue a connecting passage that’s gone flat or leaving you floundering for just the right idea.
I don’t know about you, but my memory overlooks a lot of telling specifics in the history I’m investigating. It’s not just memory, either, but so much that should be obvious but we simply block from awareness. That’s where I’ve found photographs to be a great prompt. Sometimes they even provide data, as my Orphan George blog demonstrates in posts examining family photos, when they’ve been available. Other genealogists can weigh in on ways snapshots and portraits have provided crucial data.
Through many of my moves, I didn’t even have a camera. I have no shots of many of the people who were central in my life, not even some of the lovers or places I’ve inhabited. The shots can counter my tendency to idealize. A bit of grit can restore some reality.
In the process of writing and revising my novels, I began collecting photos from magazines or other sources as prompts. This character in my book (often they’re a compression of several real people) might look like the one in this photo or wear something in that. Or here’s a small-town square that would work. They even allowed me to reconstruct a darkroom for Kenzie.
The Internet, of course, has made this backgrounding much easier.
Let’s call it Key East

Eastport’s tourism buoy is inspired by the Key West landmark in Florida.
Come along on a funky little camping trip with me
Maybe if I had a camera at the time, the trip would have wound up as photos rather than a poem. The weeklong camping trip was a turning point in my life, though, and the poem that emerged from the experience was initially accepted by a prestigious Northwest literary press but then declined – they’d lost a grant, they said.
Had it appeared at the time, my path as a poet would have advanced, definitely more securely than it did. But the effort definitely solidified my growth in the craft.
Poem? It’s my attempt at what William Carlos Williams advocated as a longpoem, where the challenge is “to find an image large enough to embody the whole knowable world about me.” About, in this case, having meanings as both the immediate world around the poet and his own autobiographical revelations. In his case, the image was the Paterson, New Jersey, the river city where he practiced medicine and lived.
For me, it became about the Olympic Peninsula of the Pacific Northwest, bugged, perhaps, by Basho’s wanderings in ancient Japan.

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King Neptune

Drew Proctor fits the role divinely for the annual Mermaid weekend ArtsWalk festivities.
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fog
clouds
ICE
WATER