"We had been walking about half an hour, following an old logging road through the lower meadow, up the side of the hill, then across the high meadow and into the woods."
That's the first sentence I wrote when I began creating my novel, Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge. Six years later, that sentence appears on page thirty-five of my published book. When I started writing, I knew the characters; I could see them in my mind, and I could hear their voices. I created a setting, a home for these two adventurous children. I could feel the summer heat, smell the grass and the pine trees and the honeysuckle, heavy and verdant. I watched the children toiling over rocky paths, under sheltering trees, and out into blazing sunlight, heard their laughter, felt the summer breeze on their sun-burned cheeks.
But I had no way of knowing what these two living, breathing creatures were about to do, how their story would evolve. That was still a mystery to me.
The creationism thrilled me; the evolution amazed me! When you turn a couple of wise and wonderful kids loose on the written page, you're in for some unexpected revelations!
And the book continues to evolve.. Here I am with the first edition, published in 2010.
And now Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge will soon be available as the first book in a four-volume Moonlight Ridge Series
And what is all this excitement about possums?
Where do those marsupials fit into the grand scheme of things on the evolutionary chart?
Read Sweet Music on Moonlight Ridge and find out!
I hope all my fellow writers are lucky enough to have a muse as amusing as mine!