Book Update: East o’ the Sun and West o’ the Moon
Been a while since I posted here, huh? Especially with a book update.
Obviously, I’ve been silent about my creative writing intentions for a while now. The last you would’ve heard, if only keeping yourself posted through my site here and not through me personally, is that I was in the midst of writing a collection of fairy tales to combine into one book, like a modern Grimm’s compilation. I will let you know right now that I have a few of those fairy tales finished, and a couple more in mind still.
“So why aren’t you writing them?” you ask.
Well, one of the things I learned in my Publishing program (which I just recently received my postgrad diploma in) is that it will be much easier and quicker for me to publish a novel rather than a collection of stories. I sort of knew this going in, but I didn’t realize quite how difficult publishing a collection could be before getting a full novel under your belt.
So I fell into a sort of writing limbo, in which I heed-and-hummed about what to do next. During that time, I wrote more short stores, I finished school, I became the Editor-in-Chief of Press Basketball, and I pumped out more poetry than usual.
Somewhere in there I wrote what I intended to be a one-off short story called “How the Marquis Saved Winter.” I wrote it for Tell a Fairy Tale Day back in February, actually meaning to post it to this site afterwards, ideally so that parents could read it with their kids.
When I finished it, however, I immediately passed it off to a friend to read. Her initial reaction was basically this: “Loved it! Where’s the rest?”
I was surprised. I hadn’t meant for there to be more. I’d meant it to be a joyful ride that you could get on and then get off, leaving with a warm feeling inside. Instead, I’d written something that brought up more questions than I had answers.
It began slowly, then. First a prequel story came into my mind, and I tasted it and thought about it and stewed on it. It took a long time for the rest to come. But it came—it came just the other day and suddenly I had a novel. A novel, albeit, birthed out of two short stories that would likely need some adjusting.
The novel, which I have tentatively titled, East o’ the Sun and West o’ the Moon, is a fairy story. It contains a plethora of fairy tale characters, focusing most of all on Red Riding Hood (she prefers, if you will, the name Rosalind), Momotaro, and the Marquis of Carabas. It evolved from a simple, quick tale into a now-longer one of love, revenge, and destiny.
So now, here I am, with a novel sloshing about in my head and my original fairy tale collection pushed to the margins. But that’s how it is, being a writer. Things have a proclivity to shift in importance and come to a forefront when you least expect it.
So I begin work on something already begun. It’s going to be a long journey—there is going to be laughter, pain, anger, moments that will make you upset and moments that will, if I do this properly, make you smile.
What else can I say? It’s a fantasy that’s been living in my head, and I think it’s finally ready for paper. I hope you’re still with me when the dust settles.