I loved the atmosphere, laid back with a dose of ecstatic
energy. Creativity and the desire to learn saturated the air. A man journaled, at a round table, beside the picture window. Students worked on laptops and studied for
finals. A group planning the local Strawberry Festival gathered and tossed
ideas around. They even reserved a spot to sell local crafters' wares.
From the art of the barista making a drink to the inspirational juices
that flowed from the customers, a trip to The Forest Coffeehouse injected me
with a hearty dose of excitement to get back to editing my novel.
Where do you go to plug in to creative juices?
A local mountain park here in the Sonoran Desert. Nothing recharges my batteries, creative or otherwise, more than observing first hand the wondrous variety of God's creation in this beloved place.
ReplyDeleteI feel that way about the lake near our home. I don't know how a person can't be inspired by God's amazing creation. He's the ultimate artist.
DeleteI get most of my inspiration driving alone in the car. Sometimes listening to music, other times just watching the landscape whiz by and thinking of books still waiting to be written.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great way to use time alone in the car. Do you use a recorder?
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