Sketch of an owl. Aak fictionspawn

Inspiration, Research and Ideas

On Thursday, I was stuck. I had started several stories, and they weren’t going anywhere.

After pulling my hair in frustration for quite some time I went for a walk. Where I live there’s an old, spectacular Arab castle just up the hill, with a forest-like park in the hillside underneath. As I was walking up in the light from the streetlamps I heard two little owls calling each other. I stopped. Stood there, between trees and ancient ruins. There it was. Inspiration.

I walked home down the narrow roads…