Freshly sharpened pencils, brand new notebooks with bright white sheets, and soon, students spilling back into the classroom. Sometimes it seems as if September should be the beginning of the year rather than January.
However, it dawned on me that there are seasons. Not just the standard four of fall, winter, spring and summer. No, there are seasons in our lives. Times that mark transitions from one era to another. They can be large or small. Some may be invisible to all but ourselves.
So too with characters. Seasons where the character is tormented with the decisions they have made. Or not made. Seasons where the character is the villain and may, ultimately, prove to be heroic in the end. Seasons where the character is acted upon by outside forces they cannot control.
Seasons come and go, like the tide. And, like the tide, they leave their mark. I hope your seasons are tranquil at this point. But, for the sake of more conflict and thus better story-telling, I hope your characters are in a season of upheaval!
