I’ve been trying to write more poetry lately and for me the best way to get inspiration is through the use of images. Even when writing a scene for a book I usually see it play out in my head, almost like a movie. Looking through my collection of holiday photographs I came upon this one I took on the Algarve in Portugal, just as the sun was going down. I thought it a bit odd to be inspired to write about inner turmoil from such a calm, tranquil image. I’m not even having a bad day, the sun is shining and the weather is exceptionally mild for December. I didn’t analyze myself for too long, though, I was thankful for the inspiration.