Monday, March 25, 2013

Introducing: Jennette Mbewe!

Dear readers, I am excited to take a moment today to introduce an up-and-coming fantasy novelist to you. Jennette Mbewe, to celebrate the release of her new short story, Desert Rose, is here today for an interview . . . and a particularly generous giveaway from her publisher! Be sure to check below for the details. But first, let's meet Jennette and learn about her writing!




Can a desert princess find love with a foreign king?

Johari lives in the shadow of her beautiful sister until a foreign king notices her, but in her haste to prove herself worthy of affection she finds herself compromised and on a difficult journey to make things right.
 
 
Welcome, Jennette! I am excited to have you here on the Tales of Goldstone Wood blog. Would you mind telling us a little about yourself? Hobbies, personality . . . tea or coffee?
 
Jennette: Sure, but first I want to say thank you so much for doing this interview, Ms. Stengl. I am so honored and humbled, I just want to fall on my face before God, because it is all Him—not me! Thanks!

Now, a little about me…let’s see. For starters, I’m married to a man who believes in me and supports me in my writing endeavors. We have two precious blessings from God. Sam is four and Ariah is two, and needless to say, they keep me busy.

I don’t know about hobbies, but I do love to create whether its painting, drawing, writing, baking, sewing, hammering, scrapbooking, etc. I love to collect rocks. When I was a child, I would help my dad “pick rocks” to prepare the fields for planting, and he would tell me what the rocks were. I ended up collecting all the agates I could find, and now I have them in jars sitting atop my kitchen cabinets.

Speaking of tea or coffee. I have a similar story to yours, Ms, Stengl. I loved coffee until my husband, who is from Zambia, Africa, introduced me to English Breakfast Tea with cream and sugar. I converted. Although, I still love the smell of a coffee shop, especially it’s inside a bookstore, and I still do coffee every now and again.

 
What led you into the writing life? Were you always a storyteller?
 
Jennette: That is long story, but I’ll keep it brief. I loved books as a kid even before I could read. If you’d have asked me at eight years old what I wanted to be I would have told you an author. I had written and illustrated and stapled together my very first story about a missing cat who finds a home. I even had an author’s portrait drawn on the back. But life happened and the dream was swept under a rug and forgotten for many years. I continued to write in my journal to express myself, and in a way writing became my lifeline. Then in 2003, I was reading through the parable of the talents, and God asked me: What are you doing with what I gave you? And I was like: What did you give me? And the word writing formed in my mind’s eye. So I started putting one foot in front of the other, and my dream was rebirthed.
 
Tell us a little about your new short story, Desert Rose. How long have you been working on it? Is it part of a bigger project?
 
Jennette: Desert Rose is a story of a young woman who lives in the shadow of her beautiful sister until a foreign king notices her, but in her haste to prove herself worthy of affection she finds herself compromised and on a difficult journey to make things right. Her story is set in the world of Nälu thirty years before the first book of my fantasy trilogy. I’ve been working on it for about three months: writing, exchanging critiques, polishing it, submitting it, and then polishing it some more.
 
Can you pick a favorite character from this new story?
 
Jennette: Johari. She is naïve and makes mistakes, but she is determined to do what she thinks is right.
 
What inspires your work? Where do you turn when you need a renewal of inspiration?
 
Jenntte: Life. Anything and everything. I’ll see or hear something, and an idea will spark. Movies and books inspire me too. I love going outside and letting my thoughts to wander, but often times it’s while I’m washing dishes or folding laundry. Ha! Not sure about the renewing my inspiration yet. At the root of everything, my writing, my life, parenting, etc, is my philosophy: seek God first, and everything else will fall into place. So, I think my “renewal of inspiration” flows from that as well. I’m still learning.
 
What are your favorite and least favorite parts of the writing process?
 
Jennette: I love almost every aspect of the writing process from the birth of an idea, to brainstorming, to writing it, to editing it. I think the least favorite part would be the battles I have to fight in my mind that hinder me from being productive. Sometimes the alone aspect comes into a close second as a least favorite. When I’ve stumble upon a problem in my story, I wish I had a clone, so I could bounce ideas off and discuss the possible solutions.
 
If you were forced to pick a single favorite author, who would it be?
 
Jennette: Oh, this isn’t a fair question. Would it be improper to say Anne Elisabeth Stengl? I love the Harry Potter novels. J. K. Rowling’s creativity, red herrings, the interwoven plots amaze me and challenge me to think outside the box. Nothing really topped them, until I discovered the Tales of Goldstone Wood with the creativity, the interwoven plots, the allegory. And I was like: this is published by Bethany House?! Awesome! (*grin* Thank you, Jennette!)
 
So what is next on your publishing horizons? Can we look forward to more fiction from you soon
 
Jennette: Yes! I am so excited to announce that Secrets Kept, book one of the Hidden Dagger Trilogy has been contracted. Eek! There will be other short stories coming as well between now and when the book is published.
 
(Huge round of applause for Jennette, everybody!!!)
 
What are you actively writing right now?
 
Jennette: Right now, I am writing another short story set in the world of Nälu, but this time it has to do with the merpeople and dragons.
 
Would you share a short snippet from Desert Rose?
 
Jennette: Yes! I hope you all enjoy it.
 
 
SELECTION FROM
Desert Rose
 
 
Shades of night slipped between the trees. Her knees ached, and her feet began to tingle, so she repositioned herself and sat cross-legged. The hair on the back of her neck stood up, and she shivered. She wrapped her arms around her belly. She should return to the keep, yet she lingered.
 
Johari’s abdomen tightened. She exhaled through her nose. She couldn’t leave now. It was too late. She opened her eyes, but her vision darkened. The trees beyond her disappeared into a black abyss. Branches like grey spider webs stretched above her, crisscrossing against the starlit sky. Had it grown so dark so quickly? She blinked her eyes. Why couldn’t she see?
 
A shadow broke from the abyss and slid toward her.
 
Johari focused on the gliding form, but it wavered like a mirage. An icy chill encompassed her; her breath slipped through her lips in a fog. Johari shivered.
 
“No moon tonight, but the stars are bright,” the woman said.
 
Johari sniffed the air, but the woman had no scent. “Who are you?”
 
“I am nothing to you, but everything. I am a priestess of the Nuja.” She came closer, cloaked in tattered shadows, weaving on her feet.
 
“Are you drunk?”
 
“Nay.” She pointed to the heavens. Ribbons of blood dribbled down her pale arm. “The stars are bright tonight.”
 
“Yes, so you have said.” Johari glanced around. Why had she run out here beyond the protection of the king? She eyed the woman’s arm. “Are you hurt?”
 
“Death is written in the stars.” She lowered her arm.
 
“Death is a constant. I do not need a star to tell me that.”
 
“Silence.” She lurched forward. “The underworld groans as a woman in labor. It hungers for the death of this child. The queen will have her way.”
 
A contraction seized Johari. She grasped the tree roots. Not now. Not here.
 
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What a thrilling excerpt!!! I hope all of you readers are as excited to read this story as I am now.
 
And guess what? Jennette's publishers are also excited for you to read it, and they are offering such a generous deal. Anyone who leaves a comment on this post can email me (aestengl@gmail.com) and receive a coupon to download Desert Rose FOR FREE! That's right! Just leave a comment, email me, and I will send you the coupon and link you need in order to claim your free copy of this exciting new fantasy!
 
There is also a fun Grand Prize giveaeway for one lucky winner. Be sure to enter your name below for a chance to win goody prize packet, including the beautiful metal bookmark pictured below, a signed copy of The Clockwork Dragon anthology, and other exciting novels from AltWit Press.
 
 
 
Be certain to follow Jennette on facebook, and also visit her blog: http://jlmbewe.wordpress.com/. You can also check out her exciting book trailer here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5uyjdN8o3Gk.
 
And to you bloggers out there: Share this bookcover and description, and consider inviting Jennette to come do an interview on your blog!
 
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Thursday, March 21, 2013

Goldstone Wood Fan Art Contest, 2013

The time has come, dear readers. The 2013 fan art contest is upon us. And Iubdan's Beard, do I have a number of fabulous submissions to share with all of you!

This year, the winner will be chosen by voting. To vote for your favorites, please email me the titles (and artists) of your top three picks. aestengl@gmail.com. I will compile these votes and announce the favorite a week from today! The winner will receive a free copy of DRAGONWITCH later this summer.

EVERYONE IS WELCOME TO VOTE! This contest is not limited to bloggers or fan-voters only. Invite your friends and family to pick their favorites!

Be sure to take a moment to tell the artists how awesome they are in the comments below.

A great big thanks and enthusiastic applause to the participating artists! You are all wonderful talents. Some of you made me laugh, some of you made me smile, and some of you completely took my breath away! I have been looking forward to sharing your work.

So without further ado . . . . (Click on the images to enlarge viewing.)

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"Wedding Vows"
By: Beka
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Una and Felix"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Unveiled Illusion"
By: Courtney Dusenbury
From: Veiled Rose
Book 2

Detail of "Unveiled Illusion"
 
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"The Far Side"
By: Hannah Williams
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Una"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"The Dragon's Kiss"
By: Therru Ghibli
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Tender"
By: Beka
From: Moonblood
Book 3
 
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"Quench My Fire"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Deep Dreams"
By: Kathleen
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Sir Eanrin"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Alone, But Unforgotten"
By: Courtney M.
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Captured"
By: Marisa Miranda
From: Starflower
Book 1
 
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"Lionheart's Venture to the Mountain"
By: Molly
From: Veiled Rose
Book 2
 
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"Mourning His Death"
By: Rebekah Elaine and Ruth Elizabeth
From: Moonblood
Book 3
 
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"Epic Standoff"
By: Rebekah Gyger
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Imraldera Speaks"
By: Beka
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"The Princess"
By: Marisa Miranda
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Guardian of Goldstone Wood"
By: The Alpha Jan
Author Portrait
 
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"I Still Must Sing"
By: Rebekah Elaine and Ruth Elizabeth
From: Moonblood
Book 3
 
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"Imraldera"
By: SaraLyn
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Goldstone Poster"
By: Hannah Williams
Series Poster
 
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"His Haven"
By: Rebekah Elaine and Ruth Elizabeth
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Lumé and Hymlumé"
By: Jennette Mbewe
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Walk Before Me"
By: Maiden G
From: Veiled Rose
Book 2
 
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"Fey Fight"
By: Hannah Williams
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Belle Loves Heartless Too"
By: Gwen Phillips
For Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Dragonwitch Poster"
By: Hannah Williams
From: Dragonwitch
Book 5
 
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"Nothing to Fear"
By: Beka
From: Starflower
Book 4 
 
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"Always Come Back for You"
By: Melanie Morgan
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"A Parumvir Chef"
By: Molly
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Goldstone Wood Imp"
By: Clara and Ian
For: Goldstone Wood Series
 
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"Daydream"
By: SaraLyn
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Advertising Graphic"
By: Bree Holloway
For Series
 
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"When You Imagine"
By: Kathleen
Author Portrait and Series Poster

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"Angry Bird"
By: SaraLyn
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Aethelbald"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"The Wood"
By: Rebekah Gyger
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"Goat Girl"
By: Marisa Miranda
From: Veiled Rose
Book 2
 
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"ChuMana's Desmesne"
By: Maiden G
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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"Aethelbald and the Dragon Girl"
By: Gwen Phillips
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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"A Song So Old"
By: Beka
From: Starflower
Book 4
 
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Click on the link below to see animation
"The Human Dragon - Short 2D Animation"
By: Ellen
From: Heartless
Book 1
 
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Friday, March 8, 2013

Friday Tidbits

Facts or Fiction?
 
I had an interesting conversation with an aspiring writer last night. This gentleman is frustrated because, while he has a host of interesting  characters in his head, he cannot seem to find a story for any of them.

I would argue: If you cannot find a story, then you don't really have a character.

To prove this theory, I asked the gentleman one simple question. "What does your character want more than anything in the world?"

He looked at me for a long, blank moment. Then he said, "I don't know. I suppose I just have facts about the character in mind. No desires."

Here's the thing, dear writers: Facts do not equal a character. This gentleman could tell me what kind of job his character had. He could tell me what his character looked like. He could tell me where his character had grown up, where his character was now living, what this character liked to eat on his pizza. The list of facts went on.

But there was no real character. Because the character did not have a key desire.

Ultimately, desires are what make people interesting. They are what drive and define us. What we want most of out of life affects our personality, our decisions, or actions . . . all choices, both good and bad.

If you want to create a character, don't waste any time deciding what he or she looks like. Don't waste time on superfluous details like job descriptions, background information, anything like that. All of that is secondary . . . those are nothing but details to be filled in later as you flesh out the story.

Ask yourself one simple question: "What does this character want most?"

If you have that answer, you will also have a story. Because, you see, your story will simply be made up of throwing one obstacle after another in the path of your hero, preventing him from achieving what he wants. The plot becomes your hero's struggle to beat the odds, to achieve the dream. Your climax becomes the final confrontation, the final moment when your hero faces the dream itself . . . and either wins it at last or gives it up.

You find the answer to that question, and you will have a story.

By the way, this same question is true when it comes to creating every other character peopling your story. From the villain to all the secondary characters, you must ask, "What does this person want most?" These goals and desires become these characters' motivations. These goals will affect how they interact with your hero and dramatically alter the course of the story, either for good or ill (most often for ill, because that's more interesting reading!)

Monday, March 4, 2013

Wooden Soldiers

Because I am tremendously busy at the moment,  I haven't had a chance to think about what new and fun things to do on this blog! We have the art contest coming up soon (deadline March 20th . . . don't forget!), so that will be fun. But in the meanwhile, it might be a bit hodge-podge for a few weeks. Do forgive me!

I thought to pass the time with some of the articles I wrote for the blog tour I did back in January. Many of you have already read these, but some of you might have missed them! So here you go . . .
 
Wooden Soldiers:
The Shaping of Imagination
Anne Elisabeth Stengl

 I want to talk to you for a moment about wooden soldiers. Specifically, a set of twelve wooden soldiers that belonged to a little boy a long time ago. 

This little boy was called Branwell--because long ago, everyone had funny names like that and no one thought it a bit strange--and he lived in a remote country house on a moor in England. As isolated as his home was, Branwell wasn't lonely; he had a lot of sisters. Neither was he bored; he had a keen imagination. 

And he had this beautiful set of twelve wooden soldiers. 

Branwell and his sisters--particularly the eldest, Charlotte--would play with these soldiers by the hour every day. And by play, I don't mean they would set up battles and chuck stones at them for bullets. Possibly they did sometimes, but that wasn’t the point of their play. No, Branwell and his sisters were far more creative than that. They invented personalities for each and every one of their twelve soldiers. And beyond personalities, they invented histories, relationships, dynamics, politics . . . an entire world, in fact, all sprung from their own imaginations.

They traveled to a made-up colony in Africa called Angria, and they peopled it with the characters of their soldiers, the "Young Men," as they were known jointly. These gallant fellows, guided always by the overseeing Genii (Branwell and his sisters), faced monsters and perils the likes of which only a child's imagination can conjure. Some died and were necessarily resurrected for later games, but don't think this lessened the tragedy of each and every death. Some were lost for months on end and presumed dead, only to return with still more glorious stories to be told.

Told and, more importantly, written down.

You see, Branwell and his sisters were not only imaginative but also lovers of the written word. They devoured whatever books fell under their hands and, encouraged by their father, were eager to pen down their own ideas as well. Branwell and Charlotte particularly wrote reams of material on their beloved Young Men: stories, poems, articles, and histories about the colony of Angria. Sometimes they quarreled about details and the order of events. But no matter! They wrote and they wrote and they wrote . . . .

 Sometimes their stories were influenced by events of the day. Sometimes they were filled with magic after the fashion of the Arabian Nights (some of Charlotte's favorite stories). Sometimes the influence of popular authors of that day can be seen in their little stories--authors like Byron and Sir Walter Scott. There were political intrigues, exciting romances with beautiful damsels, and often-stormy relationships among the twelve Young Men themselves. All alive and vivid in the minds of these children.

 Children who grew up. Grew up and became novelists.
 
Charlotte Brontë is perhaps the best-known of these four siblings. She wrote the famous novel Jane Eyre which has become a beloved classic, re-imagined on film again and again. Her sister Emily Brontë, only marginally less well known, penned the gothic romance Wuthering Heights, a chilling tale full of majesty and malice that belies the quiet girl who penned it. Anne Brontë is perhaps the least well known, but still respected as the author of The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, a stunning piece of fiction that immortalized her own brother, Branwell, in the fictional character of Arthur Huntingdon.

Sadly, the only one of the siblings who never contributed to the history of English literature was young Branwell himself, whose descent into alcoholism and whose early death at age thirty-one prevented him from ever achieving the possibilities of his creative genius.

And yet, those possibilities live on long after his death in the many works he wrote about the Young Men, the twelve brave soldiers. An entire world lives and breathes on the page, even if forgotten by most. Sprung from the minds of children, but crafted with so much love, the Histories of the Young Men are a testimony to the power of youthful imagination, uninhibited and glorious.

I want to talk to you now about another set of soldiers. These were plastic, not wooden, and only a few inches tall. They had jointed arms and legs that grew looser with time until the little figures could scarcely stand. And they were held together from the inside with rubber bands which, given too much hard play, would eventually snap.

But that didn't matter. These little soldiers--G.I. Joes, as they are known on the market--meant so much more to my brothers and me than mere plastic, rubber bands, and joints.

 You see, we also had an imaginary world. We called it "Pinesville" and it was a town we'd invented peopled with characters as alive and vivid to us as our own neighbors and friends. Represented by G.I. Joes, these characters existed more in the realm of imagination than in any physical form. My family was the Hardings, and my chief character was the middle son, a handsome and inventive young fellow named Andrew (my name is Anne, and Andrew seemed a close fit). My big brother's family was the Tuckers, and his chief character was a brave and brash young fellow named David. My little brother invented the Maddisons, but he never could quite settle on a distinct personality for any one character, so he played with an assortment of different fellows, depending on his mood. 

Eventually the world and characters extended far beyond the actual G.I. Joe figures we had. All the girl characters, for instance, were purely imagined, but no less real in our minds. The same with all the "adults,"--because, of course, our own characters were always the same age as we were, and grew up alongside us.

Oh, the adventures we had! Sometimes we went back in time to the Wild West, or even to the feudal Middle Ages. Sometimes Andrew and David and their friends battled pirates, and on more than one occasion, cannibals. There were fairy-tale adventures, such as the old witch that lived in the forest near their house who liked to steal children and turn them into stew. Now there's a foe worthy of any childhood game!

 As we grew older, we tended to modernize. We brought Pinesville into the present age, and some of our characters formed a rock-and-roll band. I can still sing some of the "songs" we wrote for this band . . . known as the "Pinesville Dudes." My inventive Andrew was constantly coming up with new gadgets, and I do believe our gallant G.I. Joes even built a rocket and traveled into space at one point.

 We grew older still. Our games changed along with us. We would send them on missions with my fighter pilot father. Papa would tuck them into pockets of his flight suit and take them with him overseas, so that Andrew and David and some of the others are even now better traveled than I am. We built submarines and submerged them in the lake near our house, waiting all winter to see how they would survive . . . and, of course, amusing ourselves on the winter evenings with stories of their aquatic adventures.

We grew some more. And eventually, we grew up. I went on to become a professional novelist. Like Charlotte Brontë, I have never written a professional story that dealt with any of the characters of my childhood.

But Pinesville and its denizens remain vivid and alive in my mind. Even today, my older brother--now a search-and-rescue helicopter pilot and a decorated war hero--will call me up upon occasion and say, "I've got a new Pinesville story for you." And he will make me laugh all over again as he spins a yarn about these characters we know and love as dearly as we know and love each other.
 
So what is the point of this article, you ask? Well, it's simple: I am here to sing the praises of childhood imagination. If not for Pinesville and those games with my brothers, I do not believe I would be a professional novelist now. The world we created, all those characters and relationships and adventures, taught my imagination how to work, how to shape stories. We did not play video games, and we did not watch many movies. Instead, we spent hours in our rooms or in the backyard, simply letting our imaginations run wild, in whatever directions we wished!

I'll bet if you could ask Charlotte Brontë what led her to becoming a novelist, she would get a little smile on her face as she thought back to Branwell and all those hours of invention with a humble set of wooden soldiers. Then, with an air of secret mystery, she would say, "The Young Men, of course."

Ask me that question, and my smile might just mirror hers. And I would put my hand into my coat pocket where even now a little figure nestles. His joints are so loose, he can no longer stand. He's missing a leg, and his face is rubbed out beyond all recognition. But I know who he is.

Andrew is not limited to the little toy figure of a plastic G.I. Joe. Andrew is alive and well as long as my big brother and I remember.

So tell me about you. Did you have your own world as a child? Can you see how it might have influenced and helped your own creative writing?

Friday, March 1, 2013

Friday Tidbits!

One . . . two . . .

Here is an interesting little writing rule that isn't commonly talked about, but which is actually far more important than you might realize.

It's called the Rule of Three.

It's a rule that is commonly used in the visual arts. Trained artists know that an arrangement of three major focal points is more pleasing to the eye. Interior decorators will often arrange things in groups of three as well: two mirrors and a picture frame, or two photos and a clock.

In painting, you see this rule represented all over the place! Many Rennaissance paintings were arranged in triangular shapes, with  the points of the triangle providing the three major focual points.

This piece is actually painted a triangular surface, making it very easy for three focal points to dominate and lead the eye.

It's a little harder to spot in this painting . . . but can you see how her head, neck, shoulder, and right hand form a soft, triangular composition? Again, very pleasing to the eye.
 
Okay, you say, so that's painting. How does that apply to fiction?
 
Quite naturally! Have you ever heard of The Three Stooges? The Three Blind Mice? Three Little Pigs? Three Billygoats Gruff? Goldilocks and the Three Bears?
 
How about the classic maiden and two ugly stepsisters? Or the even more classic, maiden, mother, and crone?
 
The rule of three is everywhere in fiction! Look at the most basic structure of a story: Beginning, Middle, and End. There's a three for you all over again. For some reason things that come in sets of three are more satisfying, funnier, more effective than other numbers.
 
The same is true when it comes to plotting. Let me use an example from a recent rough draft of my own. In an early chapter, I had the main character recall a lullaby his mother used to sing to him. Now this lullaby contained one of the most important themes in the story, and I planned to end the narrative by repeating the lullaby on the last page.
 
But, especially for something as important as the very end, you can't introduce a theme and then drop it until the last page. That's where the Rule of Three becomes important. I had find at least one more place within the story to reference or even quote that lullaby. This creates a sense of pattern that is pleasing to the readerly eye, without feeling repetitious. The Rule of Three.
 
Now this instance was a short story. In a longer novel, you can find ways to effectively repeat and reemphasize themes more than three times. But, if you introduce and important theme, you want to bring it back at least three times.
 
Once--it's not a theme.
 
Twice--it's coincidence.
 
Three times--it's a theme, and the reader files it away as important.
 
Does this make sense to you? How might you have used the Rule of Three in your own creative work?