All About The Magic, Or the Gosling of the Golden Creek Vs. The Unicorn Pooper-Scoopers
This post appears at Magical Words, a website on the art of writing maintained by a number of fantasy writers, including: David B. Coe (D.B. Jackson), Misty Massey, and Faith Hunter
If you are a fan of the magic of wonder–that qualities that makes some of us love Doctor Who so much — you may enjoy this article:
Beside the road leading to my street, there is a small pond. This pond is the favorite nesting place of a flock of Canadian geese who like to walk out in the street. The other day, I found myself sitting and waiting for the geese to depart, so I could drive home without running over them. As I watched the birds waddle by, I thought of people I knew who had expressed hatred for these creatures that stop traffic and leave goose droppings all over the sidewalk and golf courses. Their hatred added to my impatience.
After all, I wanted to get home. I had things to do, man! But then I remembered something. As a child, I had loved these birds. Why? Because at the gateway to the local county park was a river. Canadian geese used to nest on the river bank. If one was lucky, if one came at just the right time, one might catch a glimpse the tiny goslings paddling behind their august parents. These adorable creatures were the only baby wild animals visible to us as children. Seeing these little beige and yellow bundles of fluff lit our hearts. It was as wondrous as magic!
When had I lost the magic?