As I mentioned, Scott has been stirring my soul on starting to develop my very first fictional character. Loosly based on an actual person, I submit the first couple of paragraphs of what I hope will eventually become across between a spiritual journey and a mystery novel.
"It started with the flag. It was a modest affair, posted on a naked, slender stick, tall enough that I could see it from the freeway, even in the gray twilight of that November afternoon. That single image of a dirty scrap of fabric, defiantly planted in the ground served as signpost and stake against the encroaching defile of concrete and noise in which the occupant lived. I do not see him, but assume it is a man.
I am intrigued, my interest piqued. What kind of person chooses to stay here, let alone lay claim to a barren hillside punctuated by traffic above and through his domain? I begin to keep watch as I drive past this particular spot, awaiting a glimpse of the tenant who makes his mark in ivy and dirt."
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