The Postcard and the Butterfly Effect

From Madrona presenter, Wynn Allen;

I just finished a short story titled, “The Postcard.” While re-reading for edits, I thought
about the story in a broader sense. How writers are often motivated to write from the simplest occurrence. It’s similar to a butterfly flapping its wings and impacting a hurricane, the Butterfly Effect. How one butterfly flying near a strong wind makes one more wing push of air, changing a 73 mph wind into a 74 mph-plus hurricane.

My main character, Elizabeth, is a case in point. She rests on the patio of her Santa
Barbara mountain home. Without a care in the world, she goes through the day’s mail. Opening an envelope from her daughter, she finds a postcard from 1941. Her daughter had been meandering through an antique store when she found the postcard, seemingly for her grandmother 80 years ago. The mystery unfolds, deeper and deeper as days go on. For Elizabeth, million dollar questions posed on a simple two-penny postcard.

An inconsequential activity, meandering through an antique store, creating a dramatic
realization. A very small initial event (butterfly) creating a significantly different outcome (hurricane) than had been intended. Writers are so wonderfully “wired” to experience the inconsequential then produce the consequential. I imagine we’ll hear about similar cases at our seminar.

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