Still was the first fully contemporary book I’ve written, and the first that felt like I might pass by one of my characters in a museum, or on a city street one day. The people I created felt so real. Maybe because they live in my world. Or maybe, that’s just how powerful the imagination is.
I don’t know about you, but I’m thinking it would be pretty inconvenient to be a narwhal. Just saying. That thing grows out of their tooth. Once in a while, a narwhal grows two! I wonder if they go through a teething phase and get real grouchy?
Yes. My brain is a never-ending source of, “I wonder if…” Keeps things interesting.
This is a scene I’ve seen since I was a child visiting the Field Museum. It’s in a room where lunch tables are set up. Feeling nostalgic, I took a photo on a recent visit.
Look up the narwhal. I understood that their tusk was used to break ice, but doesn’t seem so. Nature is fascinating!