Today we went home. As I followed my father down NC Hwy 28, a mist hung over the mountains. This is a common sight in the Smoky Mountains, and it always looks nice. It is also the reason why these mountains are called the Smoky Mountains. Unfortunately I was unable to stop and take a picture. I thought back to a previous visit to Fontana as a teenager when I read some of J. R. R. Tolkien’s The Fellowship of the Ring. I enjoyed thinking about the Smoky Mountains as if they were the Misty Mountains in Tolkien’s books. I wonder if a similar idea would work in a story about Louie. during the drive I also considered a possible story idea drawing from a previous blog post.
Arwen stayed outside while I was away. She would have been unhappy inside alone all week. A man in my church visited each day to feed her. He never saw her, but that is not surprising because she is afraid of strangers. As soon as I arrived at home and stepped out of my car I called her. She immediately came to me, meowing as she approached. She has been more affectionate than usual all day and appears to be happy that I am home. As I write this, she is relaxing and purring on the couch. She has given me a nice welcome home.
I do not need to return to work until Monday, and so I have set a goal to finish reading Philip K. Dick’s The Man in the High Castle. I also have time to play with some writing ideas. I still struggle, however, to bring those ideas out on paper. Nonetheless, I can continue exploring my ideas. Maybe that will help.
If you are an experienced writer, what do you do in those situations?