I had a dream that I was in my town's town hall with a lot of other people. My children were with me (which is odd because when I go to the town hall, I rarely ever take my kids) and we were holed up because there were huge bird things trying to get at us. I remember a part of my dream where in one of the rooms, there was an old lady sitting in a rocking chair telling us how those things were going to take all the kids. And that was the extent of the dream. Makes me wonder what I was eating (or maybe drinking?) before I went to bed that night.
Something told me it would make a good story but I'd never written a "monster" story before. This was probably the weirdest thing I'd ever attempted. Using real world elements, regardless of genre, is what makes a story so I had to make that a focus first. My main character, Ashley, escaped an alcoholic and abusive husband by moving to the small town of Turnville where she thinks she's going to live peacefully. She wants a life for her son where they no longer have to live in fear. But when ole' Gerty scares her son with talk of bird creatures, Ashley goes to the police chief. And the story goes from there as Ashley realizes she has more in common with her nemesis than she thought.
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