While I didn’t do any writing on the road (aside from journal entries), I did bring back titles for short stories, quilts, or both. The first is The Pickle Hotel. One of the hotel rooms we had smelled of dill pickles. I’m not sure if someone broke a crate of pickle jars, or if the disinfectant had some odd scent added to it, but the smell was definitely there. I’ve got notes for including the smell of pickles in the novel I’m working on now (spoiler alert, critique partners!), and I believe I can make a small jar quilt using the greens in my stash for pickles.
The second title is Swamp Rabbit Trail. That was the name of a road we passed. I would have loved to explore it, but time did not allow. Perhaps I’ll rework the Alice in Wonderland stories with Swamp Rabbit instead of the Mad Hatter.
Last is Salted Caramel Moonshine. We saw a sign for this product outside Palmetto, South Carolina. I’m not sure if the product is actually hootch or a liquored-up truffle or what. If you ever run across it, let me know. In the meantime, I’m thinking flash fiction is the best use for a title like that and I’m looking for a story that fits.
Luck and wisdom!