Do you know how stories are born?
It starts with an embryo. A chicken egg ready for incubation. The temperature rises. It stirs the egg until it cracks. The newborn chick is out. Ideas multiply. The brainstorming phase has ended. It breeds another set of characters; they’re human enough to strike a chord in the hearts and minds of readers. Feathers and bones sprout. The plot is set, though not ready yet for an audience. It’s an outline. Clearer but not yet grown as a pullet.
A story finds its momentum. It’s when a pullet tries to peck at each other, trying to find its place in the sprawling broiler. In the story’s case, it’s the millions upon millions of stories hidden in the minds of their creators.
The laying phase awaits. It signals the start of the drafting, researching, reading books older than the first Egyptian pyramid. What’s next? The crutch and the exciting part of editing. The fixing and enumerating rabbit holes as dangerous as any bird flu. When it abates, the story morphs. It’s a chicken waiting to lay more eggs. A story inspires another artist to pen another. This is storytelling for every writer.
The hatching of an idea to a story.
The Hatcheries 