Margaret talks about being artistic
I paint as well as write but I consider both of them artistic. In fact I would say there is more creative artistry in writing than there is in painting. Painting is a visual form, writing a mental one, but the art form is always there because when we write we picture each scene in our mind’s eye. As we hope our reader’s do!
Below is the opening scene from my book Rachel’s Retribution which I hope paints a very artistic picture of what is happening.
Rachel felt a chill steal down her spine as the man strode into the bistro. She shrank back into the shadows, her heartbeat accelerating. The last time she had spoken to him he had verbally thrashed her to within an inch of her life. She had been young and foolish and had let him down big time. For days afterwards she had cried, feeling as though it was the end of her world.
Their last meeting had prompted her to move from Ireland to North Yorkshire in England. She had needed to get away from her old life, make a new start, forget her stupidity. As she studied him she placed her hand over heart, as if by so doing she could somehow bring calm. Heat ran through her, even her palms were clammy. This was a man she had never hoped to see again.
If everything had gone according to plan she would not have been here, she would not be shaking life a leaf in the wind. Liam Mallory belonged to a part of her life she had thought was over, a part that still mortified her every time she thought about it. Meeting him now, having to speak to him, would be far too embarrassing.