Today we venture off the beaten path into the world of King Kong, as author KERI STEVENS talks about heirlooms, attitudes and the magic of writing. Keri, author of STONE KISSED is one of my critique partners, and I know firsthand about her story magic.Keri, Twitter goddess extraordinaire, is currently working on the second book in her Stewardsville, Virginia series for Carina Press.
Do you see this?
Here. Let me get a little closer…
“What,” you may ask, “the heck is that? And why is it in your house?”
And thereby hangs the tale by which I am hung.
You see, my 90-year-old grandmother passed away, and I inherited her dining room suite. There were many other things I did not inherit. There were many things to which I said (gracefully), “Oh, Mom, that’s lovely but I couldn’t,” or “Don’t you think that would look better in cousin Mandy’s home?” One of the things which I (gracefully) refused was the plaster statuette of King Kong, which has sat atop the corner cabinet in Grandma’s dining room (you know—the cabinet that is now in my dining room) for the last 40 years.
But my momma did not listen to me. On a recent Girls’ Weekend out (visit here and here for the tales of our shenanigans) Momma snuck King Kong into my home and left him where he has always belonged. And there he shall stay.
Not because of his brawny handsomeness. Not because I like to decorate in Peter Jackson Inspirational, but because of a simple story, which both enchants and enchains me:
According to our family lore, when my grandfather was stationed in Egypt and India during WW2, he picked up Mr. Kong as a gag gift for Grandma.
With a tale like that, how dare I get rid of Mr. Kong? I daren’t. And so now, for the next 40 years, he will take pride of place in my dining room until one of my sons (probably the middle one. He’s got the sick sense of humor) inherits him. Before long, this cheap chunk of plaster and bad paint will be a bona fide antique. It’s already an heirloom.
When you worry that your writing is worthless, or that you’re engaging in frivolous time-wasting by putting your stories down—stop. Remember that stories have magic. They change attitudes, emotions and behaviors from generation to generation. You’re not a scribbler—you are a bard. Not only is this writing important, but it may well be the most important thing you do.
When you’re making those resolutions next month, put your writing plans first for 2012. I plan to work on my resolutions list in a few minutes…but first I have to hunt down a teeny Santa hat to put on King Kong.
My personal resolutions:
1. Fine-tune and adhere to the personal and household organizational system I’ve been developing (I take anal retention to an all-new level of…impaction?)
2. Pay down a specific amount of debt (and stop using credit and debt period).
3. Reestablish a daily workout habit (even if it’s only for ten minutes a day).
4. Publication of Water Rocked (working title)
5. Completion and submission of the final (?) two Stewardsville novels
Oh, Lordy. We all resist telling others our plans because it forces accountability, but it’s part of the process of resolution-making. You’re going to publish this on a super-public blog and I’m gonna be all, EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW!
Have you made any New Year’s Resolutions for 2012? Care to share them with us?
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She has added “staring at the pretty award plaque” to her extensive list of procrastination techniques. Many of her other techniques involve keeping her northern Kentucky home, raising her three sons, contemplating walking her dog and wallowing in the melodramatic lives of her cats. Oh–and she’s writing three more sexy books set in the magical mountain town of Stewardsville, Virginia.
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