You know what I realized recently? I was on a jog—heart pounding, panting, iPod blasting—and I kept seeing all these gorgeous flowers, plants and trees along the road in my neighborhood, and I realized that much, if not all, of my writing is inspired by nature. Maybe this is 100 percent corny, I don’t know. All I know is that the beauty of the natural world provides some crazy inspiration for my novels. Let’s count the ways:
The Violets of March: Wood violets stand for forgiveness and reconciliation in the story. (If you’d like to read some backstory at how I arrived at this inspiration, check out this post.)
The Bungalow (out in March): Hibiscus symbolizes passion and jealousy. (And that yellow hibiscus made its way to the cover, even!)
Novel #3 (title to be announced soon!): Blackberry vines symbolize protection and fragility.
I have outlined two other novels, and—you guessed it—they all nod to nature in some way. In one sense it’s fitting—I love to garden and be outdoors, and yet I’m not entirely outdoorsy. (Case in point: My husband has been trying to get me to go camping for 10 years, and I still haven’t said yes!)
Anywho, show me a flower or a plant and I’ll cook up a novel from it. Somehow nature is my ultimate muse and fuel.
Does nature inspire you in certain ways?