A Writer’s Tool – Water

Slough on the prairies

A slough on the prairies.

I  never feel so many emotions inside as when I watch the water.  From the time I was young galloping across the prairies I have marvelled at the varying thoughts when I see water.  Yes – our farm had copious amounts of sloughs (insect infested waters, full of grasses and often drying up by fall in the dips and crannies).  But to see them on a clear day was to see the bluest of blue waters with sparkling fairies dancing on the rippling surface – a mystical dream.  To see them on a windy day – large enough to see ‘white-caps’ – a tiny power somewhat like the power of a child.  On a hot day – not wanting to get the itch (somewhat like measles if you dared swim in these waters) – I would ride my horse into a slough at a gallop.  The splashing water was a welcome relief from relentless heat.

As I grew older I visited the Great Lakes.  One of the most fascinating things I  watched was the huge ships climb the waters in the locks man has created.

Ship in Locks #2 Cornwall, Ontario

Ships climbing on the St. Lawrence River outside Cornwall, Ontario.

Then I saw the ocean and realized this was what water could teach me. The lazy, rolling waves giving me a feeling of peace, tranquility and calmness.

Thanks for books by Lori Lee

My niece’s ‘back door’. Calm and a special thank-you message she sent me.


The tide coming in – Tofino, Vancouver Island.

The roaring power of huge waves reveal a power and I feel an anger inside. Water has the ability to summon many emotions I require to write. I find watching water is a great method to summon those emotions.


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