As I’ve been threatening for a while, it’s high time I put some pieces of my fiction writing up here. I’ve hesitated for a few reasons. One is that it’s so personal. It might seem counterintuitive that I’d feel more vulnerable posting stuff I’ve made up than I do sharing my life with you in my non-fiction blog posts, but there you have it.
Yes, it’s fiction, stranger than truth. The plain fact is, the stories I wrote are inspired by things I’ve lived, including some very intimate moments, so there is that. But, in some less tangible way, it just seems very revealing to show people — friends and strangers alike — where you choose to go when you make up stories and how you go about it.
The first friend I showed a couple of my stories to, my brilliant writing coach, told me, “Don’t worry, I’m used to seeing stories in their underwear all the time.” That really does capture the feeling. Except, it might be more accurate to say “naked” in this case. She also liked them…so here we are.
Another reason I’ve hesitated to post this stuff is I worry that people might see bits of themselves in my stories, and that might make them unhappy. You know me. It sounds melodramatic, but I really have struggled with this. Followers of my blog know it’s been an ongoing worry of mine, taking care not to hurt anyone with my words or trespass on anyone’s privacy. I could make the usual claim that this is fiction and that any resemblance of characters and happenings to real life is purely coincidental, but who in their right mind would believe that?
No, my characters and stories are based on real people and events, more or less loosely. I just don’t see a way of writing convincing or moving fiction and having that not be the case. Maybe someday I’ll be writing about other things — I hear vampires are big right now — but for now, I’m writing what I know. So, two disclaimers:
#1: It is not my intention to hurt anyone here. In fact, my real intention is to honor and celebrate the people and the love I have been so fortunate to experience and which inspired my stories. I truly mean that. Could be I’m worrying for nothing and people will love seeing bits of themselves in my fiction — that would make me happy. More likely, they’ll never read the stuff.
#2: This writing is not for everyone. Minors, for example. People who don’t want to hear about gay people having sex. Yes, some of the writing is explicitly sexual. You’ve been warned. You might get turned on. I hope you do. If you don’t want to go there, don’t.
I’m taking the leap, and I’m nervous. I would love to hear your feedback.
And off we go: My fiction pages