{"id":2583,"date":"2008-06-11T20:53:00","date_gmt":"2008-06-12T01:53:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2020-03-27T21:26:22","modified_gmt":"2020-03-28T02:26:22","slug":"struck-by-scene","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/2008\/06\/11\/struck-by-scene\/","title":{"rendered":"Struck by a Scene"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>While driving in to visit my mother, I saw a tornado siren&#8230;common things up here in the panhandle of Texas. I chuckled and Mary Ann asked what was up. I explained; I had just been struck by a scene. Churning away in the back of my mind, a new story is slowly, slowly coming into shape. It is still too vague to explain. I don&#8217;t have the characters. I don&#8217;t have a plot. Just a location, here in Amarillo, the small town where I grew up. Maybe it&#8217;s not such a small town any more. Somehow a story is coming together. It&#8217;s like a jigsaw puzzle with just a few pieces of the picture on the table. That flash of &#8216;scene&#8217; connected a few random pieces into a vivid moment. A few more flashes like this and a plot will begin to form. I&#8217;m looking forward to it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>While driving in to visit my mother, I saw a tornado siren&#8230;common things up here in the panhandle of Texas. I chuckled and Mary Ann asked what was up. I explained; I had just been struck by a scene. Churning away in the back of my mind, a new story is slowly, slowly coming into&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/2008\/06\/11\/struck-by-scene\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Struck by a Scene<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[1],"tags":[81],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4t90x-FF","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2583"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2583"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2583\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2584,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2583\/revisions\/2584"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2583"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2583"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/henrymelton.net\/2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2583"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}