We’ve all heard the old chestnut about the guy who finds a pile of manure and starts digging through it frantically to find a pony. Because with that much manure, there must be a pony in there.
This is kind of like what writers do, only our work is inside our heads and somewhat less odoriferous.
It’s been a long time since I talked about this, but I remembered the day before yesterday when someone left a comment on my blog saying “I have this splendid idea, but I can’t write it.” And what he/she (I honestly don’t remember, because I suck with names) related was not a story, but a concept.
You can’t write a story from a concept any more than you can ride a pile of manure. A good story has a concept. It might or might not have a message. Mind you it can have a…
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