Tuesday, March 19, 2019
Oh, the Butterflies
At the heart of much speculative fiction (and fiction in general) is a question. What if? On Tuesdays I like to throw one out there and see what you make of it. Do with it as you please. If a for-instance is not specified, feel free to interpret that instance as you wish. And if you find this becomes a novel-length answer, I'd appreciate a thank you in the acknowledgements. 😉
We've been having butterflies everywhere. I first saw them on Friday, but I wasn't surprised, as the news reported what was happening. And it was just amazing to stand as butterflies flew past me. (It wasn't as fun as they flew past as I drove my car. I was very anxious about not hitting them.)
But I can't take these things at face value...
What if this isn't a butterfly migration? What if they butterflies are fleeing something we can't see?