When I finished the second book of my trilogy, I was excited and happy to have completed the full story of the peoples who were getting together and learning to live with each other. After the brief satisfaction came the dreaded question: Where do I go from here?

I honestly had no clue regarding the third book of the trilogy. But wallowing in the void was not an option for me. We, my wife and I, had come to the weekend where we would be visiting a friend who lived very rural area that was surrounded by water. The island had everything from a very touristy shopping area to very pastoral scenic vistas.

It was exceptionally good for all of us. Lucky for me, I was able to see and do things that were on my unwritten bucket list. It was quite enjoyable driving down a dirt road that was only one car wide. The adrenaline rush of hoping we don’t see a car going the other way is amazing!

Little by little, the things we did and the people and animals we encountered chipped away the dreaded block to the third book. What I would write and how I would move the characters began falling into place. We got lost a few times. The GPS did not always work. Sometimes when it said “You have arrived” we just saw a lot of trees and not the grocery store we wanted.

Being lost there became an adventure. Adventure translated as fun. Fun began to relax and dislodge the blockage. The dislodging became the revelation of the final run to the goal.

I entered the weekend as one who was lost and had no idea where to go and how to get there. Allowing myself to get lost in the weekend enabled me to find the foundation of the story that would wind this trilogy to its conclusion.

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