The making of a writer. Where do stories come from? I suspect it is different for each writer. I can only tell you about me:
I’m a 72-year-old man in my second retirement trying to write stories people might like.
Most of the stories I write, or the fragmented visions and
ideas that birthed them, came to me in dreams or PTSD-fueled nightmares.
Like many, as soon as
I wake, the dreams begin t to crumble and fall apart like clouds shredded by
the wind. Fragmented memories of the dream are all that is left. What remains
is little more than a seed, a small, fragile thing that might become a story
with a bit of imagination.
That’s how most of my Strange Stories come about, and many of my tales are pretty strange. You might say they live in the
shadows on the weird side of the street.
If I’ve forgotten to take the PTSD medication, the one that
takes away the bad dreams, I might toss and turn all night thinking about,
dreaming about a long-ago war and the people and events left behind in that
distant time and place.
The story borne from that nightmare might show you an old veteran,
lost and troubled in mind and spirit as he struggles with unseen visitors. Will
these strange visitors lead him to take his own life, or will they transport him
to a safer, better place – welcome him home?
If I’ve read way too much about the dangers of climate
change, I might tell you Climate change is real, and it’s
coming for us. Along the way, I’ll spin a tale of a lonely survivor’s long
journey to find a safe place and his efforts to exist in a dying world.
I might even tell you the dead man’s dream, the one where he
is a lonely ghost wandering across America. What happens when we die takes on a
whole new meaning in stories like this. Death and beyond might be, could be far
different than we imagine.
Or about the man so driven to despair by the Great Recession,
he finds a way to start over, go back to his childhood days, make different decisions,
relive life in an attempt to alter the outcome.
How about a young boy, a child, eternally altered
by terrible sexual abuse. He retreats from the world, lives his life as a loner,
afraid to trust, isolated from all but his wife and children. As a grown man,
he discovers the abuse altered his brain waves, introduced strange quantum
vibrations in the living cells of his brain, giving him the ability to walk out
of his dreams into another life as a different man in a parallel universe.
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