The sun is just starting to lighten the sky... it's very humid... the clouds are stirred up on the surface like they have something deep beneath them that wants to come out and hasn't yet found its way. the image is one of steaming, boiling heat... and as I look away to write it, the sun slips up high enough to turn the sky bright rose, threaded with lavender, purple really, in a bright flash of color that I have the sense was there only for me, only for that moment. My reward for waking up early, the kiss of dawn. It is a start.
good ideas keep pouring in on the publishing co. Looking for a new name for it. Any ideas?
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