He remembered smelling the flowers as they walked to the camp, and again when he and Bathasar had made love that night after they’d returned to their tent. And the night he introduced his… introduced Bathasar to his mother came back to him. But it was nearly impossible, because on that light wind was the smell of the flowers that grew along the waterbank-the sweet desert roses. So, if you don’t want to be spoiled, stop now!Ī soft breeze swept up from the lake, carrying the night smells to Teman, and he closed his eyes, trying not to think about it. If you haven’t read Choices, I’ll warn you there’s a bit of spoiling ahead. (I just re-read it to find the spot and paste it in here and, yeah, ended up bawling. In fact, it hit me so hard, I had to struggle for a moment because the emotion in this scene and the one preceding it are quite difficult. I came to me, clearly, the scene leading up to this, the setting, the emotions, everything. I’d been working through bits of the book in my head and when I heard it, bam, it hit. I’d been driving along, minding my own business, listening to my entire music library (a not-insubstantial list, in fact) and this song came up. Much of my writing comes out of an emotion I feel when I hear a song. Desert Rose from Sting is one of those that inspired an important scene from the Choices. Music has always inspired me, whether it’s an entire story, a single scene or a line or two, it doesn’t seem to matter. Today, I want to go back to one of the songs from my Golden Collar playlist. Welcome back to another Music Monday post.
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