I was fascinated this weekend with – well everything about SCBWI and the amazing geekery that was the steampunk-themed Miami conference in general – but specifically Lois Duncan’s workshop where we ran with basic character/goal/obstacle cards. My classmates (workshop mates?) got everything from a story about a cheerleader who secretly wants to be a mathlete, to a mentally unstable ostrich looking to gain magical powers and fly. I, ahem, wonder what weirdo came up with the latter?
The real topic of both those storylines, would’ve been self-acceptance. In other words, the same seed that becomes a state of the art in 2079, jumbo jet “smart” plane in one writer’s mind, becomes a phosphorescent, 12-legged octopus in another’s. That was one of my takeaways from the amazing Lois. And that’s what makes writing so addicting; we’re our own little gods in the universes of our laptops and minds.
If nothing else, these pictures plus time to let my/your imagination run wild, have got to make for some amazing writing fodder.
How did these places get abandoned? (I reject whatever logical explanation, I’m “out there” and an aspiring fiction writer) Why? There’s a book or ten in here somewhere…
And yeah, you read that right – I MET LOIS DUNCAN!