I have never felt such a compulsion to write. I can't do the research fast enough. I am truly surprised.
I thought "Enough Kindness to Fill an Empty Heart" was going to be my last book. I had a long period of writer's block and just didn't feel inspired.
One day last week I stepped into the hot water and had to put my hands on the back of the shower to steady myself. I didn't hear words, but just knew God was asking me why I had quit writing.
At the same time I was overwhelmed with concern for the thousands of family members forced to stay away from the hospital while losing loved ones to Covid-19.
Images flew through my mind of the doctors and nurses, on the national news, coming out of work looking shell-shocked. Many not able to go home to their families for fear of passing on the virus.
I knew right then what my story line was for my next book, "The Wake."
Here is the first draft of the prologue:
Dahlia took a deep breath and slowly let it out as she looked out over the Great Lake called Huron.
Although alone on the beach, she was not lonely, for she felt close to God. The warm breeze coming in over the water was a welcome respite from the oppressive heat of the past few days. As her skin cooled to a perfect temperature she felt her body relax to the gentle rhythm of the waves.
The sun, still hidden below the horizon, had turned the clouds into a majestic pallette of black, purple and orange with rays of brilliant white shafts starting to break through.
As the tip of the sun became visible, tears of joy rolled down her cheeks. She raised her arms and cried out to the heavens, "Oh Glorious One, thank you for the beauty and calm with which you have surrounded me. I am filled with awe and gratefulness for your gifts."
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I ask you to pray for inspiration to continue.
