Thor’s Hall

All the time that I have spent fishing in the Northwest and this is the first time that I have ever seen this.

Did you check how close that Orca was (repeatedly) to the boat.

Standing stock still with a multi ton wild animal and her calf within inches of your hand??

I have said it before, I just don’t have the artistic flair that seems to grace the fantastic writers among us.  I tend to write in a straight forward, engineer like manner.  Conveying the thoughts, facts, or opinion without a lot of trappings.

Then I run across those that have the flair, that can set the scene and convey the feel, the taste, the smells and sounds of an event in such a way that you feel you are almost watching over their shoulder.  When I  run across these posts, and books, I am absolutely in awe.  It is more than just moving a tale along, it is more than just laying out the facts, it is more than creating a set of characters and a plot.  It is about setting the scene and evoking feeling and emotion.

Brigid has done this to me again, I am awestruck, and reminded that I have much to learn about writing.  Go read this post.

What do you hear and feel when you read about that coyote?  I would venture to guess that it is more than I can ever hope to evoke in any of my readers.

Almost as an after thought, it is a great reason to carry.

…that I had the time to give enough thought to what I write to make it sound / read like this,

Another day wandering in the clusters of ancient trees amidst the cornfields in this divergent part of the country I feel is home. With a few days free from the electronic ball and chain, I went for a long walk to gather my thoughts. Woods still abound in spots and I found stillness and quiet, out among the tangled shrubs and trees.

Go here to read the rest.  You won’t be disappointed.