I think everyone has a little voice in the back of their brain. It isn’t crazy, this little voice. It is the voice that tells us we need to turn left to get to the office on the corner, its the little voice that laughs and calls you an idiot when you do something exceptionally stupid (like ‘lose’ the phone in your hand) Or tell writers to write stories. Some writers call it the Muse, others a plot bunny. I call mine Sally.
It was 2013, which for the most part turned out to be a bad year. I was on a writing purge for most of it (Which resulted in some really zany outbursts in the Twilight Zone Marathon group…
It was really early in the morning and I had ceased to sleep. I was thinking about recent
pathetic attempts to make Fairy tales ‘dark’ and ‘more adult ‘ which is a little ridiculous because the original stories are Much darker than any re-tellings . then I got to thinking about Red riding hood. How the story naturally lends itself to werewolves and werewolves go perfectly with vampires, since there are old legends of them fighting. I got to thinking why the wolf would target Red riding hood, why her grandmother.. Then I got to thinking what if Red was a vampire. What if the wolves were werewolves set to kill he due to an old war? Wouldn’t that be a great book. That’s where Sally came in.
“You’re supposed to be a *Censored* writer. You can’t call yourself a *Censored* *Censored* writer if you think of this *Censored* but don’t write!”
Sally had a potty mouth. I hopped online and contacted the first three people I came in contact with. One, a resounding YES DO IT DO IT DO IT! One, a don’t waste your time and the third a “What the heck are you on about?”
I took it as a yes and thus I began writing Red riding hood with vampires. I got to chapter 17 then started thinking. Hey. What about snow white? What about Sleeping beauty? What about other fairy tales? this could be a series!
Now here we are. I don’t know how far this will go, but Sally and I are going to have a lot of fun figuring it out!
Thanks for coming along for the ride.