Start looking around, see what you love. Pick Your Precious is for short story tellers and for long. You can take the idea of simply a photo with a few words; or, if you are a can't-stop-yourself storyteller, you can expand as much as you like. The thing to keep in mind is that at the end of the year you'll have a permanent record of the little things you hold dear - and your family will know why you are holding onto them! Doesn't that sound like it might be worth it? No more "Do you really need that?"Please join us this year. It only takes a minute and even if you only write a story or two, that will be two more of your stories written down. Click HERE to find this month's stories :-)
On the top shelf of my closet is a small stack of old shoe boxes. This collection of "stuff" (or "junk" as my mom calls it) began in a small drawer in an equally small bedroom. It was the only drawer that was off limits to everyone else, and the only place that was safe from my mom's clear-outs. As my collection grew it expanded to the brown shoebox you see on the top of the pile. Looking at the pile of boxes to take this photo reminded me that those shoes were the FIRST pair of shoes I bought with my own money. They were a tan pair of leather Rivers boots and they cost a small fortune! But I digress, this collection of precious possessions has followed me from house to house and country to country. Last month they emerged from storage after almost four years. Everything there holds some meaning to me, some happy and some so painful that I don't know whether I will be able to actually look at them.
|My Precious (very Lord of the Rings! LOL)|
Amongst the papers at the top of the stack is a story I wrote when I was 14. That year I had the most inspiring English teacher (Mrs F). Mrs F's son was in my class and I had known her since I was small, but in class she was all business and she loved to see us all expressing ourselves. (Mrs F is now the high school librarian where my sons go to school and she finds that very strange!) At the beginning of one class Mrs F walked around handing out pictures torn from magazines. We all wondered what had gotten into her when she announced that our assignment was to write a story inspired by the picture.
My picture was of a wedding dress. I think that most 14 year old girls are a bit romantic and melodramatic, even a tomboy like myself. So I wrote a tragedy all woven around an old wedding dress. Reading it now I roll my eyes at the stereotyping and completely ridiculous plot but Mrs F deemed it good enough to enter it in a state wide writing competition. I didn't win but I felt honoured just because Mrs F had liked it. If it wasn't so long (5 pages and embarrassingly corny!) I would have typed it out for you.
This Christmas my mom spotted a book by Rachel Hauck called "The Wedding Dress". It made her think of my story and the minute I opened the present I was taken back in time to when I wrote my story. I have read the book and really enjoyed it, but the most ironic part was that we both chose the same name for the leading character - Charlotte. How strange is that?!?!?!?!
|The covers of the two stories.|
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Until next time,