This week I'm spending a little time with family, which means heading to North Dakota's farmland. Not only were my parents and grandparents raised on northeastern North Dakota farms, but my current manuscript (a recently finished first draft) is set smack dab in this part of North Dakota.
This photo of my daughter and my mom was taken a few years ago, but this is the land my grandpa farmed. And although my grandpa is long gone, those are his grain bins, and someone else's North Dakota wheat still ripens in the backdrop.
This part of North Dakota is a place I can see, feel, taste, smell, and hear without effort because I visited so many times while growing up. The flat, open spaces. The inky black soil. The waving wheat. The eternity of sky. The warm summer breeze. The unique and quirky small towns. I love it all. If you've never seen a North Dakota prairie sunset splash its electric orange and hot pink ribbons across the sky, you've missed one of the most beautiful sunsets on earth.
The giveaway of a very special picture book is still open; scroll down one post to enter. I'll be back next Monday with something very new and very cool to announce, but for now, I'm gathering writing inspiration in North Dakota.