Growing a story is a lot like nurturing flowers. It takes a lot of care and patience. For a long while, it seems like nothing is happening. It’s a lot of frustration with no immediate reward. Watching, waiting. And then, one day…something blooms. For me, a book begins with a kernel of an idea, like a tiny, withered bulb. It doesn’t look like much of anything at the idea stage. I scribble the shriveled idea down in a journal, giving it plenty of white space to grow. I check up on it every so often, revisiting it to water with [ Read More of this Review ]
