Understand Why You Write

I saw this cool mushroom on the side of the road over a year ago. It's uniqueness is obvious but I didn't know how much it inspired me, until it magically appeared again in the middle of Chapter One in Book Two of the Stelladaur series. And I don't mean I threw in a descriptive sentence about red and white speckled fungi for a mere botanical twist to the scene. The mushroom is significant to the story. Weird, I know. But it's a reminder to me of why I write. I write so the unexpected magical things in life come alive. In myself. In my life. On the page. It's that simple.