Stories are about crossing canyons, shaped by erosion and time. Forests can give way to a canyon’s edge just as easily as a desert or grassland can. As an author or a reader you can run straight off the cliff’s edge of the canyon, or approach with caution by seeking a trail that gradually descends into it. But one thing is for sure, you will have no choice but to cross if you want to know the canyon.
Canyons enhance the mind, deepen the soul. Some are more difficult to cross than others and each has its own rewards. I am often amazed at the stories within that I could not see from the edge above and I am often shocked by the dangers that present themselves despite preparation.
I am thankful for all those who came before that left trails telling me what to expect, what to look for, and what to avoid. Their advice doesn’t always keep me on the trail, but it allows me to be better informed of what to expect when I am in search of the unexpected.