Sunset over Boreas Pass

How can I not be inspired by this kind of sight? Want to know what draws me to the mountains? It's the views, the air, the colors, and yes, that's an old steam train in the foreground. Obviously, this was taken during mud season, when the skiers stay home and the hikers haven't arrived yet, because they are waiting for the snow to melt. It's very quiet. The animals begin to appear in town, moose wander through your yard, foxes find a sunny spot and relax, chickadees crowd the feeders.
It's my favorite time to be there to write. The good news is that I have made progress on book 3 recently, writing scenes of Netah summer olympics-type games and competitions. If you know me at all, you know that I also love theater, so I'm including a festival with a parade, dances and a theater production, all done by the Netahs in their animal forms. The creative juices are flowing. As promised, Josh cannot avoid romance. He can try, but he cannot hide. Stay tuned to see who he ends up with and who is there by his side to help steer him and cheer him along. Is there peril, danger, suspense? Well, I certainly hope so. 
If you made it this far, drop me a note. What is your favorite place to read or write?
​I'll check back in soon.