The opening for my current work-in-progress (WIP), Out of the Wilderness, is set in the wilderness of Maine. I felt like I’d stepped into my book on a research trip to Baxter State Park.
I was there the very end of June 2009. The hawkweed and sheep laurel were in bloom. Low to the ground wild red raspberries and strawberries ripened in spots where the sun pierced the forest canopy. The blueberries were still green and inedible.
Have you ever been lost? Where? What did you do to find your way again?