That Deja vu Moment

Have you ever been somewhere and felt that twinge of familiarity–as if you’ve been there before? You recognize the moment or landscape or aroma…or even something that was said. It’s as if you’ve already lived that moment and are repeating it again, for some reason.

Many brush off those rare Deja vu moments of life. But for those who stop and listen, Deja vu is real.

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Shift to Insanity

The shift that happens for a writer, usually from one genre to another, is likely because one of the silent characters has decided to remain silent no longer. He (or she) screams their thoughts until their words permeat mine. It is then that I go to stillness, listen, and begin typing what I hear them say.

Today, the shift happened. I was drawn to the image of an abandoned building – the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum in Weston, West Virgina to be exact.

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