Friday, August 7, 2009
This gentle offering made me think of how we judge others because of the fear generated by the media and our weary world. If everyone picked a flower and passed in on, how brightened our days would become on both sides of the offering.
Before my benefit of the day, I had wondered about the variety of people as I passed them on my running route. What did their lives entail? What were their avocations or professions? What gave them joy or concern? As writers, we need to delve into the interactions of others to generate our own ideas for stories or poems.