June 30, 2013 by roadmancebooks
I saw a stunning woman today. I was driving through Edgecliff and she was waiting for a bus. She was slim and dressed in black pants and boots, a black turtleneck, with a men’s style vest over the top. She was about seventy, with shoulder length grey hair, topped off with a grey Fedora.
She stood still, with poise. She was simply magnetic. Beside her was one of those portable-shopping trolleys, in red.
I’d been struggling all week with a story. I couldn’t quite visualise the character, her tale wasn’t clear. It was there, circling my brain, but the light bulb hadn’t gone off.
Until I saw this beautiful woman …
In a flash, the whole story came to me. I was inspired.
She no doubt got on the bus and went home, completely unaware of the impact she had on me, or that she is now my muse, and a character in my next book.