The author's story is personal yet universal and chronicles her life at Lake Livingston for a year. Her search follows the seasons and her growing awareness that humanity is a part of nature, with all its divine mysteries. She gently offers the wisdom of her own spiritual questions. With her quiet humor and honesty, she invites you to go with her into the rhythms of the seasons. She reveals her own experiences in the ups and downs of the writing life and gives the reader generous amounts of inspiration as she unmasks her shadow. As she deals with living alone and her fears of solitude (her best advice is to think lofty thoughts and grit your teeth), she gradually begins to understand that she writes for reasons other than success. She reaffirms that her ability to write is a calling, a gift from God, and He never promised all books would be bestsellers. This internal story could have taken place anywhere, but it has been especially molded by her being at Lake Livingston. Not because it is the only place she could have done it, but because the Big Thicket is a natural area of silence and beauty and has a special sense of place. The book does not end with a summary of her current blockbusters. It ends with the author admitting that the best part of writing is the process itself. Anyhow, it hurts too much to quit. She feels somewhat better about her writing, but she can never be cured. Because what ails her is a life question, not a simple economic query.