Climate scientists and activists have been sending out red alerts for years. But imagination can’t be forced. I look at photos of dark orange skies with disbelief. Friends and family in California and Oregon describe the darkness of morning with a mild, numb shock. We don’t completely believe it’s happening, even now.
Some months ago, I came across a structure called Kishōtenketsu, a Japanese narrative in four acts. Kishōtenketsu is not rooted in conflict. Conflict may exist but it’s not the generator of the story.
