Maybe I Can Write Again
Sometimes I make lists in my head, about things that I would like to see in books (specifically fantasy books, since that is what I read the most). They go like this:
- “We hate each other, and we have to go on a quest together, and everyone expects us to fall in love, but we come back and we still hate each other.”
- “I’m spending a cold, wet, hungry night out here in the forest, not because I have to hide from enemies or because I have no money for an inn, but because an inn would mean talking to people and I’m too shy for that.”
- “and going on a quest didn’t magically cure me of being shy”
- “Hey, adopted peasant’s child, you’re actually secretly the prince/princess and we’ve come to bring you back to court” – “are you kidding me, can’t you see we’re in the middle of harvest, there’s a lot of work, I can’t leave now.”
- alternately, nobody turns out to be secret royalty, because why does that always have to happen
- LGBT characters whose sexual orientation/gender identity is not a source of drama
- also, characters of colour. And not just one in a whole cast of white people
- and characters with disabilities
- just diversity in general
- “I got captured by enemies because the only hiding place was full of spiders and those are scarier than torture or death.”
- “there’s something really important going on, and I can’t tell what it is because my eyesight is too bad”
- “I’m sorry, I can’t save the world today, I’m on my period and my cramps are too bad”
- “and then [name] went -” “which [name]? There are five of them in this village alone, will you ever learn to tell me who you mean?”
And probably a lot more that I can’t remember right now, because as I said, I only ever make those lists in my head.
And I’m putting a lot of them into a story idea that still doesn’t even have a working title, even though it’s over a year old. So let’s call it… uh… Nettle Patch. It makes sense to me because of where the story idea comes from (it literally happened in a nettle patch), and I can probably work it into the story somehow.
I’ve been thinking about that story again today, after talking with my mother about it on the drive back from the Netherlands on Monday – she was very enthusiastic about it and kept telling me to sit down and write it.
I don’t have much plot yet. But I have the main characters, and some worldbuilding, and I’ve added some more to that today.
It was kind of funny, I was thinking about one of the religions I made up for this story (or, well, the vague idea of a religion) and randomly thought, “that is such a Hufflepuff religion.” Because it’s a lot about kindness and treating everyone the same. And then thought, “and that other religion is such a Slytherin religion.” By which I don’t mean it’s evil, but it does seem to value ambition more. And then I had an even more vague idea of a third religion, and thought, “it would make sense for them to value courage, so here’s a Gryffindor religion. Now all I need is a Ravenclaw religion.”
And that thought grew and connected to others, and whoops, more worldbuilding and a motive of sorts for my villainess. I wasn’t even sure until today if my villain would be male or female, but with this new stuff, female is the only thing that makes sense.
And now I should go and actually write down those ideas, I suppose. It would be very sad if I forget any of them. (And I’m not putting them on my blog, because I like them too much to risk anyone else using them.)