Okay, I did it! I wrote something!
I know, I know … I’m supposed to be a writer. But I’ve been in an awful dry spell for so long I almost forgot what it feels like to get words down out of my skull. It felt pretty good if you want to know. Pretty doggone good.
My blog buddy Mapelba challenged me with her recent post about telling the hard things in fiction. It inspired me to remember, as I write, that this is fiction. I can do whatever I want and even if it parallels real horror, and actual horrible things, it’s all made up. I don’t have to be afraid of bringing it down upon myself by writing it. Writing it doesn’t make it real. (She also challenged me to think of my faith as a more interactive entity which isn’t separated from my writing. Thanks, Mapelba. I needed that.) So I tried to write something hard, something I wouldn’t normally write.
Now, most of you have read my statement of belief which states horror doesn’t have to be gory. I don’t believe the two go hand in hand. I think horror can be invoked in a reader without making them sick to their stomachs, or going for the visceral horror of disemboweling and dismemberment. While my latest piece includes touches of that, the descriptions aren’t graphic or vivid, and yet, I got a genuine horror response from my first, best, constant reader: my wife. That, for me, was a coup. A great compliment.
She also wanted to ask where it came from, what’s wrong with me to write something like that. Nothing, babe. I promise. It’s just … harder to write that stuff, and I wanted to write what I wouldn’t allow myself to write before.
So there it is, rarin’ to go. I finally broke a tiny bit of inertia and got something written. I don’t think the piece wowed me, but I wasn’t disappointed. I felt good enough about it to enter it into a contest on deviantART. More importantly, it stretched me to touch upon subjects I didn’t know I could touch on and still be okay.
Okay, one step toward conquering my cowardice – at least in fiction writing – albeit a small one. But it shows me I’m able to branch a little bit and still get horror written without having to resort to an all-out gore-fest.
*Whew!* I feel better. Wish me luck on the contest. Oh, and if you’re interested, you can read it here.
How are all of you feeling?
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