February 16, 2020
Victor Hugo once said, “A writer is a world trapped in a person.”
A whole world. A world full of possibilities. A world where a mysterious, enchanting circus only opens at night or where a young girl with red braids stands up for herself when she’s teased. A world where a public defender takes up the cause of a black nurse against a white supremacist or where a group of women escapes a female-only concentration camp.*
So many stories.
So many dreams.
So many ways to transport us to new places and times.
I am a believer. A dreamer. An author.
I’ve achieved some success with short stories and nonfiction pieces. I’ve shared dozens of works in the pursuit of getting better at the craft so I could share my dreams with story lovers everywhere.
As of this writing, I’ve begun dreaming in a different direction: my novel. My tentative title for it is In the Heart of the Linden Wood. On the recommendation of a writing instructor, I wrote a logline for the book. It keeps me grounded, and it reminds me of what I’m trying to achieve. It also makes me smile, because I love these characters and because I relish the opportunity to share this book one day with everyone else.
Here’s the logline (which is a brief summary that drives at the heart of the conflict and often introduces the main characters):
King Christopher of Linden must save the magic trees of his kingdom or lose everything. His quest takes him to a wishing well that makes wishes, not grants them; a house of orphans; and a room of magic paintings. By saving the trees, he just might save himself. #amquerying
I’ve gotten the novel back from my beta readers — praise-worthy souls who volunteered to read the book and give me honest feedback — and am in the middle of deep revisions, thanks to their thoughtful comments and suggestions. I don’t know if the publishing community will deem it worthy of joining the thousands of tomes lining shelves in libraries and bookstores and homes. I do know I want to share this story with the world.
Here’s to dreaming. And the possibilities of all those stories. As my journey progresses, I’ll update this page. For now, I smile like a child eating my first chocolate mouse. :>