Discussion on our struggles and triumphs.
January 8 question – What started you on your writing journey? Was it a particular book, movie, story, or series? Was it a teacher/coach/spouse/friend/parent? Did you just “know” suddenly you wanted to write?
Please forgive this late entry in the IWSG’s monthly sharing writing challenges. No excuses.
The answer to January’s question is simply ‘a dream’ started me on this wild adventure. Well, most folks would reduce my experience to just a dream. It was more. Most dreams fade faster than the morning mist.
Perhaps you’ve experienced a knowing that in that moment before sleep overtakes your consciousness, you slipped into another time and place. This is how my first novel began.
The experience touched me deeply, so deeply that the memory invaded my daily activities. It wasn’t the first of such journeys. Others were brief encounters, nothing noteworthy. But standing on a large ship beside a troubled captain triggered something I don’t understand. The night air was warm. The captain’s mood – dark and heavy. I could feel his desperation.
I continued to feel it for days. I usually brushed these experiences off – but this would not leave me alone. As therapy, I decided to sit down and write every detail. Surely the haunting would end.
But it didn’t.
When I thought I had written all about the experience, a question would arise. But why, and who, and where? And the answers came instantly. As if I knew all along the full story.
Even then I didn’t see the pages turning into chapters of a novel. My husband declared that it was a good story. But just a story. I took writing classes just so I could at least do justice to the visions.
The Guardian’s Wildchild did become a novel. However, I still find myself standing beside the ship’s captain. But now, he turns to me a smiles.