Spring is finally starting out around here. And by finally, I mean FINALLY!!
Grass seeds are planted.
Flowerpots are hung.
Blossoms are popping out.
And it suddenly got so warm out that I had to take a street nap under a truck.
Every couple of weeks, Mom starts out writing a new story. The start is important. It has to grab, grip, introduce a character, present a problem…
Without a solid start, the story would be like a room without a floor. And what good is a room without a floor?
Where would I nap? Where would my squirrels land? Where would my bed rest? Where would the peanut butter-bacon cookie crumbs wait for me to find them?
Mom says, “A good opening makes the rest of the story easier to write.” and “I have to start strong.” and “Don’t lick the floor!”