Walking downtown I passed the marché that features art works and books. Browsing is impossible to resist.
There was this beautiful old photo album which I could imagine on the table in the entry of my imaginary farmhouse.
The first photo was of a couple on their wedding day. Later photos were of their children as they grew.
If I were still teaching creative writing, the photos would make wonderful triggers for flash fiction. Later on the bus I realised that the entire album of this family's photos could make a wonderful source of a novel.
Did I go back and buy it?
No. With two novels in the works and all the work with newsletter, the last thing I need is another project.
But I still am imagining the lives of the people in the photos.
I wish I could do all I thought of, but I would need hundreds of lifetimes...
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