Every now and then I think about David Attenborough's brilliant narrative strategy, and how to apply it to my own writing.

I remember a nephew, when young, happily watching baby seals, then happily watching baby polar bears, & then... having his love for both brought into conflict.

Or following a chick's struggle to fly off a cliff face - cheering when he didn't crash! - just to get snapped up as prey.

To hold it all in tension & not despair is one of the greatest challenges of being human.