Life of Stories.

I'm not sure what to write tonight, but I guess I'll write anyway. I had a conversation with a friend about the life that stories seem to develop all on their own. In the world Barnabus and Melody share, Barnabus had been the intended supernatural element. As I started to write however, Melody quickly showed herself to be a better choice. In all of my planning, I never expected that to happen, but now as the story is filling itself out, I realize how much better it is than my plans.