I have always loved to travel! And wither my journey is by plane or just picking up a book and going to Hemingway’s Paris, Gabaldon’s Scotland, or Burke’s Louisiana I relish the process of being transported to another place, and in some cases time.
I recently read “Description & Setting…” by Ron Rozelle. Mr. Rozelle believes that “…fiction has to have a setting rich enough to match the story you intend to tell. It must be believable and sufficiently described to be as real for your reader as the rooms they are sitting in when reading it.” My ultimate goal, for readers to see what I saw when I created my story world.
So put on your walking shoes, and don’t forget your umbrella. This morning I’m taking you on a tour of Dublin through the eyes of Kenna Gordon.
“Kate walked along the streets of Dublin, carefully following the directions Sean had given her. Patrick’s home was located in an area of the city rich in Georgian history. Red brick buildings with brightly colored doors lined the streets like soldiers standing at attention. The lush green courtyard was a tranquil oasis in the middle of the cities hustle and bustle. Kate began carefully reading the addresses posted on each door until she came to number 30 Mountjoy Square. She hesitated for a moment before opening the large red door and climbing the stairs to Patrick’s apartment; her apprehension grew with each step until she reached his door—and knocked.” –“The Last Rose of Summer” by Kenna Gordon
The evening had been perfect; Sean thought as he sat in his room looking out over the River Liffey. Sean admired the emerald lights that shimmered off the water underneath the O’Donovan Bridge and thought about his time with Kasey…” –“A Wild Rose in Spring” by Kenna Gordon
“He remembered a lecture she had taken him to on the significance; past, present, and future, of the historic Georgian squares of Dublin. They talked about the houses he walked by every day on his way to work. Their elaborate wrought iron and colorful doors adorned with ornate brass knockers now took on a new meaning for Sean. On Sunday afternoons, when there was nothing to do, the two of them would go on walking tours of the city, and Kay would point out architectural details. To most Dubliners, the Georgian streetscapes seemed uniform, but Kasey taught him to look for the unique particulars in each home that lined the square. The opulent fanlights, detailed architraves, and individual balconies made each one as exceptional as the next.” –“A Wild Rose in Spring” by Kenna Gordon
The Ha’penny Bridge (officially known as the Liffey bridge). The place where Kathleen Sinead Murphy and Patrick O’Connor first kiss. –“Winters White Rose” by Kenna Gordon
I hope you enjoyed the journey! Cheers, Kenna