:: These disciplines are interwoven and have challenged me in the course of my creative career. Each one comes to the forefront at different stages of my life; they are often developing in tandem, one inspiring the other.
As a filmmaker, visual and emotional landscape coalesce with camera, spoken, and editing tools. My commercial interior design projects are enhanced with personal photographic images as artful decor. And the goal of my writing work, as with my new novel, is to build visual, sensual, and thought-provoking images of the interior and exterior worlds we inhabit.
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Excerpt #2 from House of Northern Lights (Red Square Press):
For a while we scan the horizon. The moon is huge, surreal, and obvious in every aspect, flooding the sky with soft pearl brillance. A universe of stars cannot compete; the planets are desperate, brittle points of light hanging about the dark edges of a distant horizon.
"When the moon comes along like this, at the tip of Orion, she is close enough to be heard," Jonah whispers.
"What is she saying?"
His rough coat and voice brush against mine. "She is looking out for us." He takes my hand and I let it rest there. "When the summer comes, Elle, you and I will float on inner-tubes. We'll skin the salmon and run here like children to float away the last hours of the day with nothing on our minds but how warm the sun is."
I look up toward the woman on the moon for guidance, but she has spoken all that she will on this night. That's the way it is with the Gods up here, certianly in answer to the questions of impertinent city girls who know too much already of the moon and stars they inhabit, who come as emissaries and politicians, the smallpoxed thumb of a dead minder, Church cardinals, and earnest lovers in search of a more civilized grail. Still, she is beautiful. And furthermore, while she rules, the stars are banished to the edge of the universe, so great is her glory and wisdom.