Well, I promised I'd post some when I found the cord again. Thankfully I did because the camera was getting very full. Here are some photos of Montsalvat. How can you not love this place?
As I said in the post about Montsalvat, when I'm there, I'm suddenly inhabiting the world of my novel. My characters, unfortunately, don't have the luxury of a swimming pool, but they do have indoor roman-type baths, and a squalid moat, full of all sorts of unmentionables! I'm sure my kids wondered why I was so dreamy when I was walking around, snapping photos. I should have hung a sign around my head that said "writer at work". (Only that would've seemed pretentious.) But I love that you can do that with writing -- all my life I've been a daydreamer, only now I get to justify that it is part of my profession. And it *is* a part. A very important part. Here are just a few of the photos that inspired me.