To follow the path of turquoise would take me to many places around the world - it would introduce me to story after story after story.
And what is it to me as a writer? It represents the mysterious other than causes me to want to write in the first place. It symbolizes the richness in stories, of lore, of magic, of how if we see a strange colour gleaming in a landscape of grey stone - a vein of preciousness - we can carefully dig around it - loosen it from its prison of stone and release it. We can find those stories and excavate them with some care and reverence and then place them in settings that show off their brilliance, their richness, their complicated and subtle worth.
We can place ourselves in such a way that we resonate with the vibrations of stories - the ones that are so humbly placed but true and good. Turquoise is not strong like a diamond or a ruby - it needs a delicate hand to bring it to light. Just like those good stories.