I walked to the park this morning and set up shop on a bench overlooking the Great Lawn. The sun was shining, the shade was cool, and a soft breeze was gently furling the papers of my notepad. I sat there for an hour and a half writing, people watching, contemplating life, and wishing I’d brought a snack. All in all a very enjoyable way to spend my morning. It was amazing how fast and easy the ideas flowed. Maybe I was just ready for a breakthrough, but I think the setting had a lot to do with it. Weather permitting I plan to make the trek to the park as often as I can from now on.
PROLOGUE: A BLACK CONDOR DIPPED her featherless head and flapped her wings, straining for height. Another vulture drifted in front of her, forcing the condor to climb higher in the crowded wheel of circling birds. The condor struggled, her body weak from having little to eat over the past month. The sun had yet to… Read more »