My question originally was what defines me, then I realized that to make people think a little, it might be interesting to challenge my readers a bit.
tales because it forced them to dig deep into their psyche and learn something about themselves. One man wrote that having a heart attack was the defining moment in his life. He was fairly young, so this was understandable. The story he wrote was so touching he had us in tears. Happy tears.
Some of the most famous and well-liked writers today tell young writers the same thing. You have to bleed. You have to dig down deep into the darkness of your soul and spew forth the words that will form characters and stories everyone will enjoy and be amazed by.
Writers create in a couple of ways. Either they spend days, weeks, months plotting and making cards and cutting out photos to post in a montage that in front of them while they chew their pen flat, moan and groan and write down a few words here and there;
The rest of us listen to the voices clamoring about in our heads, choose one or two and sit down and begin to write, letting those people stumble about making dumb mistakes, falling over road blocks and living their life out on paper.
Some of those people come to us with dreadful flaws, some think they’re perfect when they’re only boring, some are destructive and ugly brained (they become the villains) and still others are searching for something to believe in, someone to love who will love them back, a reason for getting up in the morning. That’s what I like, stories of love in all its many facets. Set in the historical west or in a vintage or contemporary era with down and dirty plots. Thus my brand, sexy, dark and gritty.
I recently finished the umpteenth draft of a novel that drives me to tears every time I read it. Lots of readers tell me they read to be made happy, but others want to see how someone overcomes tragedy to lead a fruitful life. How they dig down deep and find the courage to go on when all seems lost. And mostly how love can help them through the worst of times.
Beyond The Moon is that kind of book. In spite of the most awful of circumstances, of life handing them challenges most would not survive, Glen and Katie’s bond of love helps them stand up to some of life’s worst occurrences. Together they are knocked down and get back up so many times one wonders where they find the courage to go on. No spoilers here, I’ll let you read the book to find out what finally happens to them.
I can only say that this book was ripped from my heart and soul, dug out of the darkness that lurks deep down in all of us. You know, the darkness we keep tamped down as we go through our ordinary days? The one that faith overpowers daily for us? Oh, you don’t possess that darkness?
Yes, you do. If you are a human being. You just haven’t let it out to play yet.