Creativity doesn’t survive isolation. It’s a tricky balance…feeding creativity and then letting it live and do by itself. Too much food, not enough doing. Too much doing, the creative flow dries up. So, what feeds mine? Several things. How about a sampling? Blue Columbine was set in a place that I knew. I spent seven years in the mountains as a young child, and I have good memories playing in the aspens behind our little house. Dory Lakes? Yep, it’s a real place–community–above Black Hawk.  I also spent many years in the Denver area. Worked at a Cyclery Shop, did some mountain biking. In short, I knew the setting because…