My first love
took the form of unicorns and dragons.
Okay, maybe not my first love.
But my first love after my family and cats included the paired genres of
fantasy and fairy tales. My gateway
drugs from a very young age were Disney princess movies, the early ones, and
the "Serendipity" series by Steven Cosgrove. The series features cats and other mundane
animals but also unicorns, sea creatures, and dragons, all with vibrant illustrations and lavish descriptions. When I found the true love of my life in
sixth grade, starting with Anne McCaffrey's "Dragon Riders of Pern"
and plowing through anything with a remotely fantastic cover, I felt like I was
in heaven.
In
high school, I started what I liked to think of as my writing career, with a
complete novel at the beginning of a series and then in undergrad, with the
complete novel at the end. I'd share a thumbnail sketch of series-not-written to anyone who would listen. I wrote bits and pieces of novels and short
stories and fantasized about my future as a fantasy writer.
But
before I even got past the editing phase, I began to realize my stories had no
depth, no complicated characters nor substantial meaning. They
had a few schticks like alien telepathic shapeshifters that became cats, but I
had not brought anything new or unique to the genre, and the words remained
flat on the page. Then when I got
married and had two kids, who love fairy tales, Serendipity books, and above
all, dragons, I got so excited to share a piece of creative world. Only to have the kids act bored within a
couple of pages. I knew I wanted to be a
writer but wasn't sure this was my calling.
When Everything Changed
When Everything Changed
And
then my baby died, and the world I had known before crumbled. For more on that, refer to my other blog, Alamanda's Place. This blog isn't about that but about my experience and reflections as a writer. All desire for stories about dragons and
shapeshifting cats faded. This is not to
say there aren't amazing authors of brilliant fantasy out there, who could take
their pain and make it the foundation of brilliant fantasy. But I found as I tried to assemble the pieces
of my life, it just wasn't me. I
didn't know how to move my fantasy past the words on a page into the kind of
life-changing, heart-touching writing I needed to do now.
Now What?
Now What?
So
I looked at the kinds of writing that would help me figure out how to explore
meanings and weightier themes. I started
a book about mourning. Maybe I'll go back to
it when I feel like I'm ready. But five
years haven't given me enough great insights to fill a book like that. One day, maybe my husband and I will team up on a book about our joint mourning experience, but not yet.
First, I decided to write a book that would help me process my
experience in code, with the distance fiction provides.
So
what could I write that I could finish and that may help other people in my native tongue of fiction? Teachers always say write what
you know. So what did I know? I knew how to be a Mormon woman who has
experienced pain. So I wrote a book
about a Mormon woman who experiences pain.
Romance, too. But the real story
grows out of pain. Hers is not exactly my pain, but it's close enough that I feel
a kinship, a connection, with the protagonist, or rather protagonists, since my
draft is from two perspectives. But I
started writing, and it flowed. It took
about a year for it to wrap up and more than that to turn it into a novel worth
reading. But I'm in the polishing stages
and will soon be attempting to submit for publication.
A Writer's Path
My
best advice to budding writers like me, or better yet, stalled writers like me
who have been trying to bud for a long time, is rethink your path. If you're a writer, you are driven to
write. But what if you're stalled
because you're writing in the wrong place on all the wrong things? If
you're writing in the wrong field?
Everyone gets writers' block at some point. But if you've been blocked for as long as I
have, maybe there's a reason the block is there. Maybe it's time to try something new. Just a thought.
And maybe one day, I will revisit my home
genre when I have something meaningful to say there, a new vision. But in the meantime, I can write about people
who love fantasy like I always have, people who aren't necessarily the most
socially savvy or the physical personification of perfection. But that's what makes characters fun for me
is not that they are perfect like a fairy tale princess from early Disney but
that they are imperfect and human like all of us.
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