I don’t remember reading this story. Maybe did. Not the point.
The point is such a lovely story…that is more than meets the eye.
Have finished the James Patterson Master Class on how REALLY to write a novel. Good points. My notes will be saved…and in a newer novel, included. Although many—my luck here—made it in the current, “The Lemon Drop Didn’t Melt.”
More important to get back to the class. In his last session, Patterson talked about “nudging.”
He relayed a story he read in the San Francisco Chronicle. About a whale that was ensnarled in all kinds of fishing and net lines in the San Francisco Bay. It was trapped. A number of folk went to the whale and spent half a day snipping all the binding wires and lines. They freed the whale. The whale could now live.
When the whale was completely freed from the snarls it didn’t head to the ocean…at least not right away.
Instead it hovered near the liberators and nudged them…a gesture of gratitude. The liberators were appreciated. The whale nudged the gratitude.
I thought that a nudge needed to James Patterson. That has happened courtesy of the Post Office.
But now I need to nudge lots of folks…on a personal level those who have helped the novel be fiction based upon reality. But even more, others who mean a lot to me…and they may never have realized that.
For in truth. Name me one…one person you know who has never been ensnarled.
Can You? If you say yes I have only one response, LIAR!!!!
Now, take a moment and do some nudging…before you go on your own way.