It has been way too long since I’ve written in this blog. See, there’s no point in me trying to make resolutions or commitments to writing everyday or even every week. There’s this thing that gets in the way every time. It’s called Life. Let’s just take a brief look at what has happened since my last post. Not that I’m trying to brag or that I think it’s all important, but I don’t always have time to keep up with my good friends. So the last time I wrote on this blog at August 31, 2011. It is now February 5, 2012. I started a new job in September as Pre-K teacher in a private child development center. Moved back in with my parents, nursed my dog back to health after he was hit by a truck. In January, I began working on my Master’s degree from UNC-Chapel Hill as they were the only college that took my work experience into account and would allow me to work for my teaching license and masters degree within the same program. (Note to sports fans, just because I attend UNC does not mean I am a Tarheel fan, I still think that is the most putrid color blue in existence and will never be seen with a UNC sticker on my car). And I am also in the process of moving once more, into a house with one of the best friends a girl could ask for. So mix in constant minor family drama, trying to keep in touch with old friends, writing a little fiction, attempting to be a better daughter of God, and watching way more movies than I really should, and it’s clear to say that I’ve been busy.
I was just reminded by a dear friend that I haven’t written here in far too long and was also touched that she had missed them. It’s good to get feedback from my writings. It lets me know that there is a purpose for it, and I’m not just a waste of hot air, or rather since I’m typing it and now speaking it a waste of cyber space.
On top of that, I ran into one of my favorite teachers of all time at Food Lion last night. We may not have always seen eye to eye on every topic, but he never made me feel like bad for my beliefs. I have a much higher opinion of New Yorkers because of that (Upstate New Yorkers, that is), which was a good thing to have since they overpopulated my hall freshman year.
Then there’s this storyline I’ve been working on for awhile. I started it back in July and have worked on it sporadically since. It’s amazing how I’ve started stories with no intentional uplifting goal or spiritual journey, stories that I’ve started in times of my life where I was not seeking God like I knew I ought to, but as I continue to work on the story God changes them. It has happened several times before; I’ve started a story because I had this idea, because I was bored or needed something to entertain me, because that’s what fiction is, a way of being entertained. And that’s really my main reason for writing, for my own enjoyment, but despite the ideas I have for where I think the story should go, God has given it a different spin. This has happened at least seven times. And people say God is not actively working in His creation today.
I love the way God has been working in this story, in the main character of this story to be most specific. There’s still a lot of details to work on before I can think about sharing it, and I’ve got to fill in between key scenes. SIDE NOTE: Sometimes I think I should write movie scripts rather than books because I’m more dialogue oriented than scenery details or mental narration. I also have a bad habit of writing scenes as they come to me no matter what order they appear in the story, which then leaves the problem of filling in the gaps.
But I’m asking for some help. Titles are even harder for me than filling in the gaps. I’m serious. If you were to look in my ‘Partials’ folder, you would see document titles like Julianne & Charlie, Diana & Darien, Kristina & Tyler, Nicaragua Adoption, Parker Hayes, Christmas Story, The Baptist & The Catholic, and Mystery Novel. Can you get any lamer? I submit that you cannot, or at least not much. They are plain and state the obvious. Most hint at being a lot more romantic than they really are, but I’ve no other ideas for what to call them.
This one in particular is the Julianne & Charlie one, though the story revolves a lot more around Julie than Charlie. It is mainly Julie’s story. It starts with an invitation to her 10yr high school reunion. Unlike the clichéd dreaded anticipation, she’s excited to go. She’s nearly certain she’d get the title “Most Changed” since high school graduation. Even she has a hard time recognizing her senior yearbook picture as herself, having gone from the fat insecure girl who was always getting picked on to a thin/healthy woman with opinion and the guts to speak her mind.
As the story begins, Julianne believes her life is completely under control, things are just as she’d like them to be, great job, great friends. She doesn’t live too far from her Dad, who she still enjoys a close relationship with. A boyfriend would be nice, but there wasn’t too much empty space in her even without one. Then of course because it’s one of my stories and there has to be a romantic part to the story somewhere, she runs into a guy (Charlie) she had admired in high school & he lives in the same city she also currently resides. Not so pretty bits of her past is brought up. Things she thought she had dealt with and gotten over are dredged up, and it turns out she doesn’t have it all together.
So, I’m hoping for some ideas on story titles. If anyone is really interested I could email the parts of the story that have been written thus far.
Until next time, stay blessed!