Every day, the man went to the park.
Once he was there, he would set up a desk, take out his notebook, and begin to write.
He wrote stories about many different things.
When he finished each one, he would give the pages to his trusty assistant, a raccoon.
The raccoon would look over each story with his beady eyes, turn it over in his hands, and sniff it thoroughly.
If he approved of the work, he would hand it back to the man.
If he disapproved, he would eat it, and the man would have to start all over again.
Most days, the raccoon ate the story.
But the man was not dismayed. He kept writing, because he knew that someday he and the raccoon would create something great.