It’s late at night and I just watched the start of a James Bond movie.
Not the sort of thing to be doing just before going to bed. I watched the start, typically one of the best parts of the film, and then turned it off.
Then, while trying to switch my mind off so that I could get some sleep, it started running a hundred different scenarios that I might use in a story.
The catchy start, the sort that drags the reader into the book with a bang, high action, with bullets, grenades, a rocket launcher, maybe, a car or a helicopter chase, and a lot of death and mayhem.
Soldiers would tell you this is a typical day in a war zone, with real people, and innocent people as casualties.
Certain police forces would tell you this is what it’s like going up against drug cartels and organized crime.
Spy stories always make good reading and sometimes better movies because it is not something er, on average, equate with reality. We have a hero, we have innocent people being saved, and the bad guys always lose.
Well, most of the time. Sometimes they may be allowed to have a small win until the next book in the series.
It’s escapist entertainment, something that takes us away from the daily drudge.
Yes, I can see the beginnings of a story, helicopters, bullets, cars, danger.
Let me get back to you, I have to write this down before I lose it.