As a kid in grade school, I read Jack London's White Fang as part of my curriculum. I suppose it was always a staple of North American literature classics, and it was one of many books that help stir my creative nature of writing. I considered the fact that a writer would try to get into mind of a wolf and write from the animal's perspective as an amazing thing. I've always wanted to write a more modern take on this classic, but had issue finding a proper ground for a story. After all, I didn't really want to repeat a classic. I wanted a spin.
Enter the spin through another staple I had as a kid: G.I. JOE. I've always being naturally drawn into the partnership that a certain ninja had with a wolf for a brother-in-arms. It occurred to me that Timber never really had a solo story, never really had an origin beyond his simple fateful meeting with Snake Eyes. I wanted Timber to be Batman to White Fang's Zorro.
And, here it was, I found a proper ground for my wolf story. A way to place a pack of wolves back into the more modern High Sierras, a way to link it to the crazy background of G.I. Joe.
A background story, an origin story...
One that I am building as I write this blog, and then will publish...
Walk in the Path of the Wolf....
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