Where did that come from?

When I first began this blog one of things that often came up was where stories come from. So many interesting ideas and theories were proposed. Too many to name, but things as simple as observation and as complex as genetic memory came up. Lately, it’s been on my mind again–maybe because I read this post here, by Pat–so I thought I’d bring it up, have a little fun!

One of things one of us mentioned was along the lines of this: that stories are threads out there, threads that we walk into without even realizing. I kind of imagine them like dandelion fluff, exploding, floating and landing and germinating in an endless cycle.

Many many agreed with this feeling. Stories, people, places, they just pop into our head and demand to be written. The problem is most of the time we need to ignore these stories due to time constraints. We pick and choose, listening to the strongest tale, the one that only we can tell, and let the others drift away for someone else to grab.

So, last night after I did my 30 minutes of editing, I watched Big Bang Theory–laughed–said goodnight to hubby and went to bed. I can’t fall asleep without reading, so I read the latest silliness (more on that another day) I have downloaded and fell asleep after reading this: One of the MC’s husband was shot and killed in an armed robbery at a corner store. The story was given to us by a neighbor explaining that the only person she knows who was ever killed was the father of X who goes to preschool with her son.

This morning my son comes to me and says he had a bad dream in the night. He’s still young, his nightmares usually involve people breaking his Lego and whatnot. I asked him to tell me about it. He said this: I was in the grocery store with dad and there was a robber and he started to shoot and because I was holding dad’s hand he got shot instead of me.

So there you have it folks.

Are stories floating around out there waiting for us to grab them?


19 thoughts on “Where did that come from?

  1. Thank you for the mention – very kind – and it sounds as though there is a story hanging around you at the moment.
    Weird, isn’t it, how we pick our stories? I don’t think I will ever cease to be amazed.
    I have a file on my computer called ‘ideas’ with snippets and thoughts in there for stories to be written. How often do I consult it? Never. There are so many around, I have never needed the prompt.
    Will I delete it? No fear. That would be like throwing away a comfort blanket!

    1. I was sort of the same way, pat, but I gave up because I couldn’t keep up with jotting my ideas down. Lol
      I imagine some of the fiction pieces you post on your site are just those inspirations πŸ™‚

  2. Are stories floating around waiting for us to grab? Oh yes. Absolutely. That is part of the joy of the creative process – in my opinion – the life of threads; the mystery.

    I also like what you wrote: , the one that only we can tell, and let the others drift away for someone else to grab.

    Been guilty of not letting the drifting away happen, instead of sifting the threads like the old miners panned for gold; looking for the nugget, the thread that only you can tell.

    1. It’s tricky, Marv, to know when the pieces don’t fit, and when they just need to be turned around for it to work. Sometimes we have to fiddle and try before we realize it’s not our tale to tell.

  3. Like Cathryn said, that’s an eerie link between you and your son. I do believe the stories we successfully write are meant to be, for one reason or another … and maybe we aren’t supposed to question that too much. I don’t think it works well for me to TRY to find a story idea. I have to wait for it to make itself evident.

    1. Agreed, Linda! So far all my stories come to me & jammer away until I write them down. I hope it will always be so….we hear about the week drying up…just can’t imagine.

  4. That was very eerie, Jennifer.

    Stories really do take on a life of their own. It would be difficult to imagine a world without them once they’re written. I remember telling the audience at my book launch that I felt as though the story already existed and I simply wrote it down. Yup, they’re out there just waiting for us.

    1. I definitely think that’s a big part of it, Darlene. Stories are literally everywhere. I read once, can’t recall who said it, that story telling is just a form of relaying life experience. It’s about the way we learn. I do agree with that.

    1. Ohhhhh thank you, Sonya!
      πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      I’m coming by, sorry so slow, we’ve have a bout of gastro in the house…this was nice to find waiting for me πŸ™‚

  5. Hi, I think stories come from the subconscious, but I also think there’s a somewhat spooky dimension where people pick up unknown things in dreams (I had lots of that when I was younger.)

    Hope all is well with your writing, Lawrence

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