I have posted this picture once before. It’s a photo that when I found it, changed my life. I’m not sure how to explain it. But, everyone has an inner image. A perfect self so to speak. An image of how you see yourself, or what you strive for. This is mine. This is how I would look if I could. I can’t because I cut all my hair off and don’t have the patience to grow it back, let alone have dreadlocks. But still. It’s more than that. This image – the whole image – represents me, on so many levels and in so many ways, I won’t bore you with. I could spend hours looking at this photo and I don’t really know why. It speaks to me, I need it. It’s also partly responsible for inspiring major aspects of my novel. It’s kind of a muse for me this picture. So I thought I would share it.
Do you have any particular muses? What are they? Pictures? People? Music? I would be interested to know what gives you inspiration.
Down to business –
Who is the girl in the photo? Where is she going? Where has the train come from? What is it carrying? Why is it carrying that contents? Why are there so many containers? Is the photo on Earth, or another planet? Why is she alone? What is she feeling? What is she doing? What secrets do the forests hold? Does the river the train is crossing hold any significance?
As ever, if this inspired you let me know, and don’t forget to tell me about your Muses.