I had lived in New Hampshire for a little over a year. I was having job issues and wasn’t sure what was happening in the near term. I took walks and they became longer and longer every day.
One day as I was walking through the woods I heard an awful, pitiful cry. A large white pine was straight in front of my, the trail turn as it reached it. High above the trail there was a large bird on a branch with another large bird a bit above it on another branch. I couldn’t tell what they were, but my thought was immature bald eagles. They were huge. Between the two birds was a squirrel. The squirrel was screaming at the birds. He obviously wasn’t ready to be bird food quite yet. As i approached one of the birds flew off. Not wanting to upset the balance of nature I quickly walked on. For the next few months I looked for that bird every time I walked by that tree. After two or three months I moved and have never been back to that trail (moved to a different part of the same town).
During the heart of the Great Rescission I decided to write a story about a slightly unbalanced person who was looking for work. I thought about my longer and longer walks when I was having job issues> i thought about the big birds i saw on one of those walks. These two things made up the core of the story. I also remember as a kid walking out on a catwalk under a bridge. Actually, i did it on a few occasions on different bridges. Not as far or as fast as the people I was with. No thank you, I want to survive another day! So that made it into the story.
I often put little personal experiences into my stories. Sure, they aren’t exact, but I feel it makes them more real. i’ve talked about it at least once, but thought it was worth bringing up again since the long walks and the “eagles” were such a large part of the story “Five Long Walks“.
I hope you enjoyed this glimpse into my mind!