Runaway…

For as long as I can remember…when things got stressful…I wanted to run away from home…

As a preschooler…that meant…running away to…Aunt Lizzie’s house…she lived about a quarter mile up the dirt road from us…I never made it all the way…there was a small tree about halfway…it was there that I would stop to rest…and…Mama…would retrieve me…with a spanking and a hug…and…a grave promise from me…not to do that again…

Of course…I lied…

I can remember…lying in bed…as a teenager…experiencing…all the angst…that a hormonal girl can feel…and…wanting to hop in my 1959 VW Beetle…and hit the road…fortunately…I never did that…but…the longing was always there…

During my divorce…from my once husband…the need to flee…became great…and…I did…I ran away from home…well…not really…people knew where I was…my kids were taken care of…but…I did take a long weekend to St. Simmons Island…and…it felt like…running away

Years later…going through a particularly stressful time at work…getting ready for a JCAHO survey…and…some personal issues…I wanted to…BOLT…but…it was a time…that I had…neither…time…nor…money…to do so…

Just before all sanity left me…a little voice…yes…I’m sure it was…Bertha…even though I didn’t know her at the time…said…why not run to Sipsey…

Sipsey…of course…the Bankhead National Forest…and…Sipsey Wilderness…are minutes from my house…I’ve been going there…since I was a toddler…

I donned all my winter garments…including a pair of oversized bright orange coveralls…and…hit the trails…I remember…the freedom…and release…I felt that day…it was the perfect escape…

And…just in case…I needed any confirmation…I found my name…carved…in stone…on a huge rock…jutting out into the water…the perfect spot…for contemplation…

Bertha…says…that…there’s nothing wrong with my need to…run away…that…it is actually a good thing…to give myself the space I need…to recharge…to sort things out…when things get stressful…

She just reminds me…to be selective in how I do it…to choose ways…that actually…recharge me…rather…than adding more stress to my life…

And…Sipsey…still fits that bill…to a tee…

Jane

Inspiring Mitch…

Today…Bertha…wants to spotlight…our friend…G Mitchell Baker…he’s a very talented writer…in several genres…who…just happens to have moved to our neck of the woods…so…we were able to spend the day with him…

One frequently asked question for authors is…where do you find your inspiration…but…rather than ask him that question…Bertha…decided to just pay attention…and figure it out for herself…and…it didn’t take her very long…

Interestingly…for Mitch…any and everything…seems to provide inspiration and novel lines…his main criteria is that it be original and interesting…and…we all know…that describes…life in the South…to a tee…

So…what did he find to be interesting during our outing…and what can we expect to find…nestled in his upcoming books…

Kudzu…I guess they don’t have a lot of it in…New Mexico…or…Canada…although…we could ship them a ton of it…and it would never be missed…

Tennis Shoe TreeBertha…is still petitioning to have it declared the…Eighth Wonder of the World…or at least…a shrine…

Sipsey Wilderness…could there really be areas that haven’t been inhabited for over a hundred years…

A car horn blaring on a quiet Sunday morning…kinda…sorta…like the tree falling in the forest…but not really…

A train crossing a river bridge…hmmm…that could go almost anywhere…pun intended…

Thankfully…as I mentioned…he writes in several genres…including a critically acclaimed paranormal series…Lethal Believers…contemporary fiction series…Emerson…upcoming releases…Young Adult Science Fiction series…ANNT…and…in Young Adult…Soccer Tommies Baseball Mommies…there always seems to be a story rumbling around in his head…and all of this Southern inspiration…will be put to good use…

Be sure to check out his books on Amazon…and…see…if maybe…just maybe…you can guess what his inspiration has been…until now…and…maybe…just maybe…Bertha…will show up on his page…

Well…stranger things have happened…he does write fiction…

Jane