Went walking in the beautiful Peak District this week. Quite an arduous climb, but the views from Curbar Edge were wonderful, as well as the rocks themselves.
For writers it's natural to focus mainly on people. But what about places? Some settings seem to evoke strong feelings, giving rise to great fiction - the American West (Annie Proulx) and the Yorkshire Moors (Emily Bronte) for instance. After walking in the rugged landscape near my home I often return inspired to write. There's something about the play of light and shade that leads to the 'pathetic fallacy' - the idea that nature somehow mimics or reflects our emotions.