I have a story to write. I can imagine the character development that’s just waiting to be developed. The events that are yet to occur are vibrating in my mind’s eye and yet they escape me. I imagine I would write about a youngster on an adventure across the countryside. Those types of books have always intrigued me. As a young person, there is so much free potential that is observable and requires no explanation. The nature of written characters when they're first introduced can be drastically simpler than when struggle approaches. If the story's any good, those moments of character developments that are developed change the character's perception and can even discourage the innate observable potential of their youth. In those moments, the hero may think that the events that occur are there only to narrow their path or to be their defeat, but they are wrong. The author wrote them as parts of the adventure that they went on in the first place.

I feel the rocking of the waters beneath the deck. Or is that just my stomach? Are we not on cement?

Ocean waters roll in to completely soak into the sand for only a moment or two and splash up onto the rocks, making a big sound if there's anyone around to hear it...

My hand slips out of yours as you disappear from my gaze for a moment, or is it two or three. I don't see you. I see Pleasure Pier.

I feel the earth beneath my feet on Pleasure Pier.