Variations in Stories

Like the flowers of a Catalpa Tree, the stories that enter our minds can either set down seed or else rot away and never come to fruition. Some stories, like Annie's Trail, burst out into the world as the birth of a child, and then is shaped and nurtured by the parent/author until finally it graduates into book form. Other stories, like the For Love of Zilki story I'm working on, must be chewed and spit out and chewed again until they feel right and true. That's the fun thing about writing. You can plan and prepare but there are some stories that must be captured rather than plotted.