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A Look Back – The Dreamcatchers

I tried to write this post once already, and it ended up longer than my average post before I was even halfway done.  So now I’m going to try to do the super abridged version of it.

The Dreamcatchers

INSPIRATION – I got the idea in 8th grade Lit class after daydreaming and thinking about how weird it would be if all the things I’d just imagined appeared in the classroom.  Then I thought that bringing dreams to life would be a good book idea and it all went from there.

PLOT (as it was then) – Shauna Clay unwittingly buys a magical dreamcatcher from a hippy named Sunny.  The dreamcatcher transports Shauna into her dreams every morning, and she can’t find her way back to the real world without seeing the dream through to its conclusion.  The dreams challenge her stuck-up ways and cause her to rethink her priorities and learn a huge lesson, etc.

PROBLEMS – Shauna’s name has since been changed to Shaina McKay since I realized that “Clay” seemed like I was trying too hard for literary meaning.  Clay being a moldable, changeable substance.  The real problem was that I did mold Shauna to my liking, making her the person I never thought I could be.  As a thirteen-year-old girl who was teased a lot for being “gross” and “ugly,” I immediately attempted to live through my character:

The three girls visited tons of shops, but Shauna still didn’t see anything really amusing.  They began to talk about her upcoming date with Jason. 

“He is so hot.  I can’t believe your mom said yes,” said Paige. 

“Yeah,” said Carrie, “But I’m not surprised that he asked you out.  You’re, like, the prettiest girl in school.” 

There were two things about Shauna Clay that were undoubtedly true.  One was that she was very pretty.  She had shoulder length brown hair, green eyes, a perfect complexion, and she was in good shape.  The other thing was that she’d never broken a sweat.  She wasn’t athletic at all, in fact it was just the opposite.  Shauna was laid back, and had no interest in sports.  Studying was the only thing she was really good at.

The Dreamcatchers, First Edition (2004)

Beyond the bad writing and the attempt to live vicariously through my character, there was also the plot.  There is a word for it that I didn’t know existed at the time – Formulaic.  The book worked like this – Shauna woke up, lived through an exciting dream, did some stuff, went to sleep, had a dream, lived through the dream, did some stuff, repeat, repeat, repeat.

HOW I’M FIXING IT – Well, first off, I became a better writer.  I learned to Show more and Tell less.  But the book was still formulaic.  In my current rewrite, I’m working more on having Shaina’s waking life be just as important and eventful as her dream life.  That way the two can parallel each other instead of her waking life being filler between dreams.

“Yeah,” said Shauna.  She went upstairs to read. 

Later that night, after dinner, Shauna went up to her room.  She lay on her bed and stared at the dreamcatcher.  After a few minutes, she dozed off because she hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before.  She woke up in the morning, apprehensive, because she couldn’t remember her dream and didn’t know what to expect. 

There are a lot of things I changed in the first rewrite, too, like making Shaina a person who sketches all the time.  In the newest rewrite, her drawings literally wallpaper her bedroom, and they relate to the quirky, crazy dreams she has.  In the older versions, Shaina’s real life affected the dreams she had more than the lives of the other two people she meets – Cady and Eric – even though all three of them share the dreams and learn from them.  In the newest version, I will be attempting to work Cady’s and Eric’s lives into the dreams more, so there’s a balance.

We’ll see how it goes!  If you managed to read along this far, then you deserve a comic as a reward.  One that fits into the post without the need for click-to-enlarge technology.

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Nifty, no?  This new format will allow me to provide you with in-post comics from now on.  Hooray!

Tune in next time for a look back at Familiar.

Word of the Day: Cumbersome (adj) – burdensome; troublesome.

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A Quick (Not Really) Book Review

I know in my last post I talked about doing my personal trip down Memory Lane, and I will get to that in the coming weeks.  But first I wanted to do a quick (not really) review of a book called Openly Straight, by Bill Konigsberg.  In this review I will also be expressing my opinions about homosexuality.  I hope that doesn’t become an issue.

Openly Straight follows Rafe, a high school junior who is openly gay.  Rafe’s parents are extremely supportive, his community accepts him, and he even starts to talk at other high schools about being gay.  But through all this he feels that the label of “Gay” is following him around.  So, in an attempt to shake the label, he transfers to an all-boys boarding school and becomes “openly straight” to try and live a “normal” life without his Gay label.  This of course leads to some consequences, especially when he falls for a straight friend.

The book is good.  What’s good about it is that it reads like any other Young Adult fiction.  It has a flawed, but likable main character, a love interest, conflict, motivation, and a resolution.  The only difference is that the protagonist is gay.  Strangely (or ingeniously) enough, this book has the same label on it that Rafe is trying to escape.  It’s about a GAY.  It’s DIFFERENT.  It’s making A POINT.  And it does a fairly good job of making its point, too.  On the one hand, we have Rafe’s love interest, who knows he is straight but is still confused by his feelings for Rafe.  This makes him almost a foil for Rafe.  The Gay boy who is trying very hard to appear straight falls for the straight guy who is trying very hard to remain straight.  The love interest’s (I’m refraining from using his name so as to avoid spoilers) inner conflict is almost a better representation of the struggle that a lot of young, questioning people go through.  It also subtly incorporates the concept of the Kinsey scale, putting the love interest somewhere on a spectrum of sexuality, rather than making him one thing or the other.  (Even “Bi” is a definite label that doesn’t allow any leeway or preference towards one sex over the other.)

Then there are Rafe’s parents, who are supportive of their Gay Son to a fault.  I capitalized those words because the parents were also part of the “labeling” problem that Rafe tries to escape in the book.  Instead of continuing to think of him as their son, they started to think of him as their Gay Son.  And I think this addresses a very poignant issue: Sometime in our history, we as a society decided that Homosexuality (as well as everything else included in the LGBT spectrum) was a Big Deal.  This left individuals and groups with the task of assigning either a positive or a negative to this Big Deal.  People had to decide whether they thought this was a Good or a Bad.  And, as I said earlier, there are problems with both.  Because both schools of thought serve to strengthen this idea that those in the LGBT community should be recognized as “Other.”  Am I saying that there shouldn’t be groups like PFLAG, or Gay Pride marches?  No.  But I am saying that even people with the best intentions can still actively isolate a community by saying “Oh yes, I have NO problem with THOSE people.”

What do I propose instead?  It’s hard to put into words.  Take a simple statement like, “Oh, I can’t do Thanksgiving at your house this year.  I’m going to my sister’s.  She and her husband invited the whole family.”  You know how no one ever responds to a statement like that by trying to slap the person?  People should react just as calmly if the word “husband” were switched with “wife.” We should stop thinking about Gay People and start thinking about people.  When someone says “My sister and her wife baked these orgasmic cookies,” no one should react with anything other than “Can I get the recipe?”  Why?  Because the sooner we start to accept that “the Gays” are just people whose sex lives should be no more or less interesting than anyone else’s, the sooner reality will reflect the change in our actions and thoughts.  The sooner everything will calm down and suddenly there will be less and less need to fight for “Gay rights.”

I shouldn’t say this, but Americans are just awful at learning from their mistakes.  Many, many decades ago, we decided Black people were less than human.  We fought a war over it, and now the majority of people realize that slavery was wrong.  We are still trying to apologize for it with things like Black History Month.  So we know it’s wrong.  Even more recently, Women had to fight to get the right to vote.  Women are still fighting for equal rights, but at least we’ve accepted that maybe they should be treated like equals, too.  Now we’re in the present day, and none of our past mistakes have served as learning experiences.  We are still trying to create Us and Them, still trying to select groups of people and make them Less Than.  When really I thought we were supposed to be better than that.  Land of the Free and all that?  Where exactly are the Free at this point?  How Free are we when we need to restrict other people’s freedoms just to feel that much more in control?  How Free are we when we cringe away from anything that seems Different?  We’re bound by our own prejudices and hatred.  It sounds cheesy; it’s also fucking true.  Stop thinking of LGBT and Gay and Straight and start thinking about People.  We’re all just people.

Anyway, it was a pretty good book.  You should read it if you have the time.

No comic today.

Word of the Day: Prurient (adj) – having, inclined to have, or characterized by lascivious or lustful thoughts, desires, etc.

This post is dedicated to George Takei, who’s just a really cool, inspiring dude.  We should all try to be George Takei when we grow up.

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Memory Avenue

I realized recently that I’ve been thinking a lot about old books I wrote/tried to write/wanted to write and how I could use my current know-how to maybe improve them or rework them.  Which led me to the idea of doing a kind of retrospective (for me) series of blog posts about some of my past works of fiction, what they’re about, and how I would/will change them to make them better.

All of this would be, as the title of this post suggests, a trip down Memory Lane.  But because there will be so many memories, I thought I’d pun or something.

But Memory Lane is not often a safe place for me to be.  Most of the places there are kind of sketchy and I know I don’t want to be there but they’re like bad restaurants that have really good free samples.  For instance, one Memory might say, “Hey, remember that time you went swimming at your sister’s friend’s pool?  And it was a lot of fun?”  And then I’d be like “Yeah!  I do remember that!”  And then I would enter all the way into that memory and remember that I also tried to push my sister’s friend’s big brother into the pool while he was preparing to take a dive, and it had absolutely no effect.  And I was so embarrassed that I remember it a decade and some change later.  (It was all because of an episode of Dexter’s Lab I watched, which just goes to show that children will try to imitate what they see on TV)

Imitating TV

My point in giving you this jumbled preamble is that the next few posts will be hard for me in a way.  Much like the memory shared above, the memories and truths about these books will be hard to share.  Because some of the things I wrote in my books could be embarrassing, but we have to learn from those things, so I will share them even if it means baring my soul to the whole Internet.

So the next post you see will be all about The Dreamcatchers, my first ever book.  Which I have written about before, so you might read some things you already know.  And obviously I will try to include as many pictures as I can, as well as a somewhat structured format.  We’ll see how it goes.  Overall I think I want to talk about: The Dreamcatchers, Leaves, and Familiar.  Maybe some others if I have the time and attention span.

Anyhoo, that wasn’t a real post, but you still get a Word of the Day and a comic.

Tune in next time for a look at The Dreamcatchers.

Word of the Day: Retrospective (adj) – Directed to the past; contemplative of past situations, events, etc.

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