It’s time for another
revision.
I’ve been considering
plot points for the rewriting by spinning new story threads. Bulky woolen to
silky threads that slip through my mind. This break from the novel calls for a
strong new perspective to move forward. And even more persistence. I’ll add
thoughts here as I struggle to pull on the right yarn.
In finding my way back to my novel, I’ve taken a break to
read and watch recent documentaries and movies, like 20 FEET FROM STARDOM, FAR
OUT ISN’T FAR ENOUGH: THE TOMI UNGERER STORY, SAVING MR. BANKS, and HOW I LIVE
NOW (from the novel by Meg Rosoff). And to live, pulling on real and unseen
cobwebs, trying to resolve in my mind the struggles unspoken of in a one’s
childhood family, the undercurrents left by the dysfunction on the children.
I looked for fragments of space where truth hides. The
interstices. Spaces between woven threads. The yarns I am trying to spin, then
weave together again. A story that makes more sense than life. A story with
resilience that can leave hope for the reader. A . . . .
I’m still spinning.
A
summer’s end, I attended a nonfiction writing workshop. The Q&A consisted
of strongly worded questions about getting financial support for WIP writing
and research. I don't hear this question in fiction workshops. Why?
Part Two posted November 2014.
