I have an idea for a picture book, and for the last year it's been changing, evolving, and growing with me - but the title has been certain from the beginning: I'm Going to the Mountain. This summer I had intended to work on the story and get it into a more solid form which I could then illustrate and send to publishers.
As Allison drove through the endless desert on our way to Los Angeles, I sat in the passenger seat doodling. It was then I came up with a rough cover for my book:
(Photograph from my sketchbook.)
Then wouldn't you know it, I arrive at Frog Farm in Oregon, and look what sits just across the street:
And what is this beautiful mountain called? Hope Mountain.
Haha! I believe in omens, I do, I do!!
That is AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOmens indeed.
We talked about that right before we left, remember? All those signs?
WOWwowWOWwowWOW.
-Sarah
This gives me hope! Ha!
ReplyDeleteThere are no coincidences but the ones which are meant to be.