author’s note: Well, here we are, a full day ahead of schedule. I suppose I could do another read through, and may actually do so, but it wouldn’t likely be for content, but instead just for grammar.
I’m actually very HAPPY with the content.
As I’ve said before, writing this chapter was just plain old fun for me, and when I’m having fun writing, or when I’m feeling the emotions, or when I get really engrossed, that’s when I know I’m doing well, so I am, to say the least, hopeful with regards to how this chapter is received.
But, as always, your comments and criticisms are always welcome, and I would gratefully accept any grammatical nitpicks you may find.
A couple of quick notes on how this chapter came to be, and why it is the way it is. The concept actually comes from a song I wrote on my guitar, and hopefully I’ll find some time to sit down and record it and post it for you guys (if I could only figure out how!). Now, I’m okay at writing tunes, and I’m terrible at writing lyrics, so the song never was actually completed, and remains nothing more than a guitar chord progression, but the music, and the lyrics I would have written had I known how, would have told a story.
That story was of a young boy who goes down to an old dead tree, and asks the tree if it would mind terribly much if he chopped her down and used her wood to build a coffin for himself and his true love (I know, totally morbid, but if and when you hear the actual music, I think you can understand the kind of mindset that feeds the music). Like I said, I never got around to writing the song, but I think that that little mini storyline kind of fueled what eventually evolves into this chapter right here.
The other thing I wanted to talk about was the style of this chapter, just a little. Like the two chapters before it, it’s sort of episodic in nature, and it won’t be until the next chapter that we really begin the longer journey that is Journey’s End. The reason for this was at this point when I was telling the story to my girls, I was doing it in a kind of egg timer story telling mindset.
For those that don’t know what I’m talking about, egg timer story telling is when you sit around with some friends, one sets an egg timer for a specific amount, starts a story, and when it’s done, they have to pass it on to the next friend. Each person gets the same amount of time, and they have to pick up where the last person left off, but they get to take the story wherever they want.
Now, I wasn’t sharing this story telling with anyone, but I was in that mode where I was kind of telling my way into situations, and then trying to tell my why out of them, just to keep the story going for the girls, and this is why there is such a massive disparity in setting, and content from one chapter to the next in the first three chapters.
Anyway, that’s about enough out of me. If you’re new to Journey’s End, don’t start reading here. Instead, check out the Table of Contents, and start from the beginning!
For the rest of you; enjoy!
Continue reading ‘Journey’s End, Chapter 3: The Old Dead Tree’
