How is it that such a simple thing can become so difficult? We seem to easily move from day to day and moment to moment. Yet in trying to transition paragraphs and chapters of our story it is inundated with obstacles. It’s probably the time constraints we fail to see in the one versus the structure of time to the other. Is it in our day to day that we do not notice the transitions of events because they have become mundane and simplified? In the story, there is a need for the time element that needs consideration. Where one is unnoticed the other needs definition.

In the story, there is an absolute, a transitional bridge that is needed to get from one part of the story to the next. And it needs to be noticed. These transitions are the meat of the tale that brings it all together. Without them, they are merely fragmented moments without tether one to the other. Yet how does one reconcile the past, present, and future into a coalesced form of believable measure in the story? What might take days, weeks, or years to transition pieces of real-life, needs to be compressed into a much smaller time element in the telling of it. Real-time loses the audience.

Some make my dilemma seem seamless. They can take the story and fashion it in a way that we do not see the transitional timepiece that must take place between the moments. These wizards of the written word can take you from here to there and back again as if it were all but a moment within a moment. Yet I wonder at what I may be missing in the transitions that are almost too easy in transcription. Am I missing part of the story that helped bring it to life? Or is it so lifelike that we tend to not need the details to get to the next episode?

So here I am, looking into my transitional thoughts. Are they as important to my story as the individual moments? I believe so. Somewhere in the day to day there are transitions to the future of our story that are yet to be defined. Just because we cannot see them yet doesn’t mean they are not an important and necessary part of the tale. The mundane is naught if only we would open our eyes to it and notice that it is the small, if not insignificant, pieces that make up our story. The most important part of the story lies in the transitions that bring us to the next chapter.