The Sam Chronicles

My Imagination

The Resident Inside- (An Introduction )

Dave Logan
2 min readMar 21, 2021
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels

Sam wandered over to the computer to see what I had been working on. He scrunched his eyes to make it appear he was concentrating harder.

“What is this crap you’re working on, Dave?” Sam remarked snidely.

I glared at him from the other room. “It’s a new piece for the blog. What’s wrong with it?”

“For starters, you’re using me as a character. I don’t like being utilized like that.” Sam seemed concerned.

“You what? I’ll remind you right now that you don’t exist.” Sam is a figment of my imagination. I do talk to him quite often, though.

“Fuck you, Dave! I’m real, and you know it. If I wasn’t real how would this conversation be taking place?” Sam looks pretty annoyed with me.

I sit at my desk to continue writing, “Ok, that’s enough, Sam. Quiet down and let me do my work.”

Sam “stomps” away, “Fine, I’ll go, but I’m not going to stop annoying you.”

“Thank you. I can’t have you clogging my thoughts while I’m trying to work on my manuscript.”

Sam mumbles under his breath mockingly, “Can’t clog your thoughts. God forbid anyone else say something while his highness click clacks away at the keyboard.”

“I can hear you mumbling, you dumb dragon. Remember, you’re a part of my imagination.” I say as a continue my work.

Now that you’ve met Sam, let me explain. My name is Dave, and I live alone in a small town in New York State. I am a novelist and moved here for peace and quiet. What I got was something else.

I created Sam for a story I wanted to write. He is a tiny dragon of about 3 feet tall (at least that’s what he looks like in my imagination). Little did I know at the time that he would become a more significant part of my life.

As the days went by and the story took shape, Sam grew into something larger than life. He consumed my brain day and night. I would dream about different scenarios to put him in. Eventually, he started having conversations with me.

Living alone in the middle of nowhere probably did not help things. It gets kind of lonely in the country. I needed someone or something to bounce ideas off of.

Since Sam was the main character in the story, it made sense to talk to him. I understand that sounds silly, but if you are a writer, you know what I’m talking about.

So, every day, when I sit at my desk to do some work, Sam joins me and provides his thoughts and ideas. I appreciate his input even if it’s really coming directly from my imagination.



Dave Logan

Independent Bookstore Manager, Book Nerd, Storyteller, Mental Health Advocate. Writer & Editor @ Write Under the Moon.