Novels come from ideas… But where do ideas come from?
I’m the proud mother of two young novels. One came about after a dream involving two thieves and a man by the name of Joe Christian. I changed his last name, gave his first name to one of the thieves, and the scene I saw while sleeping became a turning point in The Radiometry Conspiracy. The other novel was born after an afternoon playing a creative writing tarot game with my fiance. I drew the Nine of Cups for a main character, and that in combination with the other cards led to a mystery novel about a privileged cop addicted to alcohol.
I’m now about to start a short (please let it be short) story about… well… I’ll tell you some other time. But I got the idea from the combination of a scene in Terry Pratchett’s Wyrd Sisters, some women I know, and election signs around the town I live in.
That’s three different genesis stories for three very different ideas, so I still don’t know how to answer the question. Stories come from everywhere.
Maybe the more important question is, “How do I know an idea is good?”
There’s no good answer to that one, either. In the fall of 2008, I was still thinking about that dream I’d had the spring before I graduated from my Master’s program. I would commute from Hayward to Berkeley, looking at Lake Merritt in Oakland and the surrounding weird mix of pine trees and palm trees, listening to the Foo Fighters and imagining characters who had become real to me over months of daydreaming.
I finally told Drew I’d like to leave the newspaper and concentrate on really writing.
“Yes, but what would you write?” he asked.
“Fiction!” I said.
“Oh!” He thought this was a great idea.
But I was only brave enough to take that step because I had an idea I knew was good.
So how did I know?
I can’t articulate it. Not really. I just knew. I had characters who were real, a plot that compelled and consumed me, a world no one had written before. I cared.
I guess I’m trying to say that sometimes, when you really love an idea, and you commit to it with your whole heart, a novel is born.
I have a small fear of starting a novel. I am afraid I would get bored with the story before the end. I hope that someday I find an idea so compelling that I can’t let it go. I would like to have a story that demands to be told.
LOVE this post. Brilliant. And true.
That’s how I felt when I began my trilogy. I actually started in the middle and realized there was a story to be told before that one. Now I’m getting into the good stuff with two books finished and another around 25%, and I’m even more in love with the story than I was on day one. When you know you’ve got something, you know.
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Yes! This is spot on. Sometimes you just know when a story idea is RIGHT. It may not be good or bad when you first are inspired by it, but if you commit to it and live it then it is a great idea.
I mentioned this post in my most recent blog post on inspiration…I would love it if you stopped by!
I’m off to check it out right now. 🙂