This afternoon I was out on a walk. The snow was melting around here, leaving many paths slick and muddy. But the air was warm and the sun was shining, so life was good.
The path I walked was in a small natural park just outside the heart of the city. It’s surrounded by residential areas and is pretty quiet, but I’d hardly call it wilderness.
So I was surprised to see two deer, not more than fifteen feet off the path, foraging for food.
I smiled, took a picture, waved, and left them to their meal, my day a bit richer for the experience.
It made me think of the beginning of the project I’m writing.
Originally, I’d planned for our protagonist, a man named Hakon, to meet an old enemy. But when the two characters came together for the first time, they did something I didn’t expect.
It’s not an uncommon occurrence when I write, but it still surprises me every time it happens. And every time it does, I think it leaves the stories just a bit richer.
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