A Surprise

For a very long time, I had thought the key to making a great story was covering a long list of things, getting your facts down and lined up, and checking all the boxes required of a story. I have been working on a story for years and only wrote a single paragraph. The rest is merely thoughts and ideas for it. Even a map.

However recently, a small idea popped into my head and I decided to write it out. Just an image of a boy that I can now no longer get out. A very small thing it seemed has grown more and more, and with much more of my interest than the previous. In ways, the former seemed like work. a chore. Something I had to get right or it wouldn't be perfect. This one feels fun. The characters, almost personal.

I couldn't have been more surprised for the better.