Adventures in Writings
The other night my husband and I were walking around Barnes and Noble and I was talking about how I was becoming a writer just like him. And as I made this comment I was thinking about the possibility that I had been a writer and never known it. Mostly because when I was a child in third grade I wrote a story called ” a Trip to Pianoville” about a girl who didn’t want to practice and fell asleep on her piano keys one night only to be taken to PIanoville by her piano to learn from famous composers, from notes and from different “keys” the importance of learning how to practice. Of course, in the end the girl learns that practicing is what makes you sound beautiful and she won 1st place at her piano competition. For a third grader, this story is amazing. The fact that I would write something so creative as a 9yr old kid still impresses me.
Then I came to realize that it isn’t that I am a writer, per se, but that I am imaginative. Creative. I try too often to think outside the box in an attempt to understand things or to interpret things. This I have been doing for several years. And now, it presents itself in my writing.
So, last post I presented a character from a story I have conceptualized for the last couple of years. I have always wanted to write a story much like how Madrash stories are written–with the intent to communicate a great Christian truth and understanding of how to live without stating the obvious. I think its every writer’s dream to write something and see people come to conclusions on their own without help from the author. So i got into writing my ideas down, creating the characters I knew in my head and started formulating the world that this tale would take place in (something I learned is key for stories and novels–a setting 🙂 )
instead of growing in this tale with its complicated theological revelations and breakdowns–I have begun to create other stories that appear to write themselves. Another story (or set of stories) that I am working on is dog rescue in Alaska. I love the state. I have not only meet but volunteered with dog rescue groups here and in Alaska and want to take some of the tales I have seen or learned about and write stories from the dog’s perspective. I do not plan on copying specifics (like names of dogs, groups, etc.) but there a lot of common trends in dog rescue (like health issues, breed restriction issues, even the same sad tales of “cannot take care of dog anymore”) that those involved see over and over again. The reason I chose Alaska is because I believe it gives me the most opportunity for contrast in the story lines. For example, while I can have a pit bull get rescue due to breed restriction issues–I can also have a husky “mix” get left in the middle of the woods and survive for months before coming up to humans (almost white-fang like.) Or i can have a shepherd get caught in a fast flowing stream trying to cross to safety and have a helicopter transport. Or a bear attack surviver. Or just having animals survive the cold weather would be a story in itself. I would choose colorado or some place similar but I have been to alaska (and I’m going back in less than a month) and I can learn more from the people who are actually there as opposed to guessing storyline.
My third story that has just exploded on itself is this sci-fi type story about what if people’s emotions were a physical trait you could see? It’s called “Emotionality” and its about a couple that gets involved in space/time travel to an alternate universe where emotions are visible to all. Your eyes, your hair, things change when your emotions changed or take over. This originated out of a dream one night so I just started writing down everything that comes to mind and suddenly I had a story. I swear this is crazy. I have the chapters already laid out, scenes within those chapters (about 4 1/2 done out of the 10 chapters) and have probably about 1 chapter clearly written. It’s just insane. I’ve always wanted to write my theological story and yet THIS comes out. Don’t worry–I’m letting this story run its course first so I get it all down. It also has potential for multiple story lines ( based on what happens in this book so I’ll leave that for now 🙂 )
Not that I mind being distracted by my own writing… but hopefully nothing else come to mind while I’m trying to get these three stories put together. I really want to finish a novel. I think it would be a great accomplishment. So I’m working on trying to finish my creative writing certification (Groupon purchase through a school just to get some basic story line knowledge) and then finish up these stories. Who knows where this will take me.
Some of you are aware that i have started the beginnings of writing a novel. It is a spiritual journey -type story with the intent of not making the Christian church look fluffy or completely flawed in hopes to inspire others that it is not breaking away that causes strength but building up and reform (yep-true Lutheran here!)
So as a “benefit” of reading my blog, I thought I would release bits and pieces of the characters and storyline, possibly some chapters as they come along. I will let you know that is a great “work in progress” and that all that follows are the copyright of me-Sara richter. (Aka don’t steal my plots people!!)
Anyways, I thought I would introduce you first to the title and the main character of the story:
Title: Searching for Something Unknown
Character: Serafina (Fina) Manfredo — she is a mid-twenty-something recently returned home from completing her undergraduate degree. Though she would love to work in her field of study (history), she falls back on working for the local amusement park (that is slowly going under.) If you can image her-she is average. Average height, average weight, average build. But she strives to be nothing like average. Has natural dark brown hair but has red roots that flash in the light. However, Fina struggles with trying to understand herself at this time in her life and in a way to deal with it dyes her hair in flashy colors (like bright orange, blues, teals, “neon green,” etc.) It also makes her mother mad enough but nothing so drastic her mother would disown her or kick her out of the house. She wears jeans and a t-shirt most of the time, has maybe one formal dress and thinks make up is for clowns. Raw and real is her mantra-spiritually, physically, fashionably and relationally.
Fina goes through a lot of change in this book. From depressed and oppressed young adult, desperate for life both on a personal, spiritual and communal level to one active, involved and lived out as pa full Christian life. She has a couple close friends, meets a couple men that spark her interest and deal with an over controlling mother and a non present father (wink wink not in the non present way you think.)
She is also fed up with her home church. There is no life and those attending are more concerned with their societal self image they rarely hear the message preached each week. And Fina has no idea how to change things without hurting or leaving those she has grown up with her whole life.