Whenever I come up with a story, it’s always some image, some picture that I see in my head that sparks the whole thing. Then come the characters, people with more life than I could ever show in a few thousand words.
But stories are not static characters on a backdrop. My greatest weakness as a writer is turning images into action, compelling plots with a beginning, middle, and end. That is what separates fiction from visual art.
And, unfortunately, I cannot paint. So I’ll keep trying to put the right words in the right order until something extraordinary happens. And then another extraordinary something, and then another. An object in motion until it rolls gently, or crashes, to a stop.