Even angels fall

People often ask writers where they get their ideas from. To be honest, for me, a story is cobbled together from different experiences, little things here and there that sit in my mind like scenes waiting to be written out. Eventually they’ll connect one to the other until they’re ready to be written down.

One evening years ago, when I was in college, I was walking back to the dorm after a night class, and it was pouring rain. I didn’t have an umbrella with me because I don’t normally carry one — I figure what’s the harm in getting a little wet? I was cold and damp and just wanted to get back to my room as fast as I could.

As I hurried across a side street separating the main campus from the dormitories, I noticed a pickup truck idling at the curb. The wipers were going full-blast while whoever sat inside waited for someone to get out of class. How easy would it be to just step up to the passenger side door and knock on the window? I wondered. Or even open the door? Would it even be locked? It might take the person inside the truck a moment or two to realize I wasn’t who they were waiting for. Then what?

That image stuck with me, and years later, when I sat down to write a story about an angel being thrown out of Heaven for daring to fall in love with another, I thought it would fit in perfectly with the story.


Gabe fell in love with Luce the moment they met. Unfortunately, love is a forbidden emotion among angels, and their sin costs one of them his wings.

Note: This is a very short story, and doesn’t have a very happy ending, but I think it’s one of the best stories I’ve written to date.

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