Where have you gone, my Bonnie Blue?
I just finished a short story. I’ll publish it Thursday. First one in quite some time, and it felt good.
Of course it’s dark but hey, that’s who I am much of the time when in creative mode, a seer of the dark side.
I’m actually not a dark person. I enjoy life. I’m not depressing to be around; some would say I’m actually enjoyable to talk to; but man alive, I can go dark when writing.
I think the things I write about are important. I write about the shadow people, the underbelly of society, the homeless, the stained, the addicts and the drunks. Put any label on them you want, but they are still human beings, and I guess I don’t want them forgotten. So I pay tribute to them in my stories, in some small way telling them that someone has noticed their existence . . . someone cares that they are breathing . . . someone gives a damn for a few minutes.
And really, just between you and me, that’s all any of us really want . . . recognition and acceptance . . . and if we are really lucky, we win the jackpot, and we find love.
DETOUR
I was reading an article from a medical magazine the other day, and in it they explained that there really is such a thing as instant attraction to another person; there is some scientific explanation for it, some hormone or scent or primal whatever which is imprinted on us, and when we meet a person with a similar imprint, we are instantly attracted to that person. I’m not sure I completely understood the scientific explanation, but I do find it reasonable and certainly interesting. It actually explains a great deal about times in the past when I’ve been attracted to someone instantly, like I wasn’t even in control of my own mind or heart or body.
What’s that got to do with creative writing?
Really? I sure hope you didn’t ask that question.
I guarantee that information will be in a short story or novel in the not-too-distant future.
I’m not sure what you expected to gain from following this blog. I’m not sure what I expected to provide, but what you get is honesty and a sort of scatter-gun approach to teaching about the art of writing. And hopefully you will pick up a tidbit or two which is actually valuable to you.
I feel the angst . . . I see the pain . . . I smell the fear . . . I hear the hopelessness . . . I taste the conflict . . . creative writing should be visceral. If done correctly, your readers will break out in sweat, break out in song, check dark corners for the unspeakable, and remember, with a smile, long-forgotten feelings of the warm and fuzzy.
Bill
“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”
Another great post looking inside your head Bill. By the way, Maggie told me to tell you hi. She has taken a long vacation from our world and spends time with the plants and images.
You dark?
We all have a light and dark side in my opinion. We must release both in some way. Some just release the dark in unhealthy ways. We choose to wrote it for release to keep from the unhealthy path.
Just my 2 cents my friend. I better get this article done before my client “poops a cow”
Thanks my friend
Dang auto correct….write
Well we don’t want them pooping a cow now do we? LOL Tell Maggie hi back…hope you two are doing well. Thanks my friend.
So I thought you said that Frank was dark. Lol! I loved your Billy the Kid, Bro.
Yes, there can be instant attraction. A bit like a 3- yr old composing. We say that reincarnation is the answer. Perhaps you knew Bev before. More likely you had started on a spiritual path.
Perhaps the 3- yr old was a composer who passed suddenly. So he remembers.
Perhaps indeed, Manatita…I like the thought of reincarnation. I find peace in that belief.
Actually, thanks for the info about the “instant attraction” now I don’t feel that when some of my characters have an instant attraction to others I am doing something unrealistic.!
Exactly, Donna! I always suspected as much, but it’s nice to know there is scientific support for my theory.
Big Bro, you make me smile! I love your writing tidbits. And you talking about writing on the dark side, you know, when I write fiction, I invariably want to tell ghost stories. I don’t know what comes over me, but that’s what happens.
Then again, I much prefer non-fiction. My imagination, I have found from writing all those proto-novels is that I don’t feel like I have the creative fiction gene. LOL. Creative non-fiction? Sure. But to imagine a story and how everyone would be, do and act, it stretches me to the limit and I’ve found that I don’t like it – it kind of stresses me out. But you know, it took a few novels to figure that out. I’m cool with that. Process of elimination.
What you say here – even if I don’t personally use it in a story – sure is interesting. 🙂
Process of elimination, Lil Sis! I’ve been eliminating possibilities for almost seventy years now….just between you and me, I think it’s a fun way to go through life.
Hugs from Oly….P.S. I sure like you!
Oh Bill, your “Bonnie Blue” (perhaps my too) is right there where ever been. The medical-scientific explanation is confirming the core of instant attraction to another person – simply it is the identity of the inner-spiritual kinship. (You know what I mean my friend.)
Michael my friend, I do know what you mean, and I totally agree with you…inner-spiritual kinship….perfectly stated.
Bill
Great stuff. Fiction should always have a sense of the real about it, and exploring the ‘shadows’ can be exciting.
It sure can be, Lawrence! I love taking those walks in the shadows.
I’ll always choose to read a tragedy over a comedy – I am often drawn to the darker or more serious side in fiction, so there’s absolutely nothing wrong with being drawn to write it!
Andrea, that is comforting to know. 🙂 I was starting to worry about myself. Thank you and enjoy your weekend!
Speaking for myself, because that’s all I can do, I come here to relax with a cup of coffee and see what Mr. Bill is up to. I do enjoy your forays into your past. I still marvel that the type of people I used to watch on TV shows actually exist. Mind blown.
Mind blown indeed, Zulma! Thanks for having coffee with me this morning. Mine is gone now, and it’s time for me to go work on a new chicken coop. Have a great weekend!