Deadly Ever After

Fried Fish, Cupcakes, and Jager Girls: Our Humble Writing Beginnings

Today’s brew:  chocolate coffee

(We apologize for the delay in this post, Kristen’s house was struck was by lightning.  Yeah, really.  Thankfully, it didn’t catch on fire but hot fireman did come just in case they had to save the day. But the phone and internet is fried. So, the moral of this story is, no internet for you, Kristen!)

The Undead Duo’s First Writing Adventure:

One summer night we set up with a plan to write.  We met in our native downtown Plymouth.  Yes, that Plymouth that you might have gone to on your 4th grade field trip and left sorely disappointed after viewing the Plymouth Rock.  Our life is that field trip, but we like it here.  We had notebooks in hand, well in bag, and were ready to go!  But first, we needed to fuel ourselves with fish and chips.

We sat on a bench overlooking the harbor under the setting sun and scoffed down our fish and chips.  We contemplated Cupcake Charlies, but decided beer would be more fitting in the near future.  We brainstormed and shot off at the mouth about our ideas how to bring Kristen’s characters to life.  (Julie’s had already been in deep workings on her own).  We had always traded stories and made up scenarios from way back, so this was a natural joint juncture.

However, beer was crucial.  Beer is more Julie’s thing.  Kristen is a girly drink aficionado.  This time felt a little more personal and intimidating to bring these characters to life.  We walked up to the British pub and sat all by our twosies at a table upstairs where we would have utter privacy (and because this was a British pub, it is “privacy” with a short “i”.).

This worked for a while and we instantly reverted to our original writing format, each of us writing a paragraph and then giving the notebook to the other one to add to it.  (Actually, that is what we are doing right now.  Go us, old school and internetless!)

OK, so you will never, ever see that early introduction to Callie’s life.  Why? Because it was wretchedly awful.  But more about that in another post.  At least that first session was a jumpoff to get the story going.

We weren’t alone for long.  Our privacy (short “i”) was eventually interrupted by a couple on a date.  Not a big deal.  Then a middle-aged bachelorette party invaded our room.  They were inevitably followed by some forty-year old career drunkards.  Now that it was a party, the scantily clad Jager girls joined us to really shake things up.  The career drunkards were flittering back and forth between trying to hook up with the bachelorettes and leering inappropriately at the Jager girls.  And man, did we feel dumb drinking and writing with the Saturday night bar hoopla in full swing.

The Jager girl, possibly looking for an escape from the creepy old drunk guys hitting on her, suddenly put us on the spot to explain what we were writing.  It was too soon.  We weren’t ready for that.  We’d only had two beers each.  She may have given us some lovely promotional parting gifts for making us so uncomfortable.

At that point decided to call it a night.  We only got that one wretched chapter done, and man, we were proud.  We felt like we’d come up with some really solid material.  Like I said before, you will never see it, but it gave us a place to work from.

And so it began.  And we committed.  We vowed to find more appropriate places to write.  Julie had read somewhere that only 30% of novels that are started get finished.  Let us give that other 70% a tip:  write with someone else who will challenge you and motivate you.  Have fish and chips to really set the stage.  Hold each other accountable, every week, and talk every day.  Have someone help you by confirming that your creation is worth something.  And then just turn your back on Jager shots and middle-aged career drunkards.


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2 thoughts on “Fried Fish, Cupcakes, and Jager Girls: Our Humble Writing Beginnings

  1. I can’t f-ing (can I cuss on here?) wait for more!!! Keep going ladies!!!!

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