Balloons in a Wind Storm

A book was born in my mind today.

It came with such ferocity, flooding my thoughts with images and words and characters and details.

I am holding them all until I can write them down. This is like holding on to a bouquet of helium balloons in a windstorm.

I can only hope some of them come back to me another day.


3 thoughts on “Balloons in a Wind Storm

  1. Ack! Hold on! Hold on tight! The thought of you losing even one balloon kinda stresses me out!

  2. How about a children’s book on grief?—the Christian world is lacking in that department.

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