PitchWars Blog Hop – Why I Wrote this Book

trailherdMy fantastic friend C.M. Franklin had the genius idea for a PitchWars participant blog hop. She’s riding herd on a very unwieldy cattle drive of authors for this puppy, so here’s a hat-tip in your direction, pardner.

Now that I’ve gotten my inner cowboy out of the way, here’s my answer to her question: why did I write this book?

Of course, it’s complicated.  🙂

The first part of this story is a bit embarrassing, but because I love you all I’m going to tell you. The summer of my senior year in college, I found a wild hair on my chin and decided to buy a corset on my annual trip to the Ren Fest. And let me tell you: all those fainting spells women suffered in Victorian novels? Yeah, there’s a reason. That puppy was unbearable. Nothing in nature can possibly prepare you for how difficult it is to move in a corset. You cannot bend. Your legs are free, but your lungs are not and so as you’re walking and talking your entire autonomic nervous system is twitching messages: Dear God take this thing off before you die.

corset-training-before-and-after1So…anyhow, I’m wandering around in this godforsaken corset, trying not to die. After a few, oh, feet, I need a rest at a nearby music station. Now, you may be wondering: why didn’t I just take the damn thing off? Well, because (a) it was $100 and no returns and (b) my ladies burst upward in tremendous splendor and I liked the gleam in my boyfriend’s eye. But the experience jumped the shark when I sat down on the rough-hewn log bench, and my ladies pillowed around my chin because they had nowhere else to go. Just as I decided, enough, I heard a sickening crack.

I broke the bench.

Yes, friends. I broke the bench. The wood beneath my ass split and tumbled me to the ground. Now, that’s humiliation enough, but here’s the real treat: I couldn’t get up. Why? Because of the mother-f$!@% corset. I couldn’t bend. So I couldn’t stand. While my boyfriend examines the broken planks and declares them rotted, I roll on the ground, back and forth, just like Randy in A Christmas Story. 

fallenAnd then the loudspeaker crackles to life. “MiLady – you’ve fallen? Are you all right?”

Yep, it was the musicians. Who stopped their concert and broadcast my predicament, over their mics, to the entire audience and passers-by. My boyfriend hoists me up, we run for the car, but I can’t escape because every single performer we pass asks the same question. “MiLady, are you okay?” “MiLady, we heard you fell.” “MiLady, do you require assistance?” Don’t ask me how they knew. But they did.

So here’s where my novel comes in: as we drove away — after I threw the corset out the window, of course — I wondered to myself. Who are these people? Are they for real? And it sparked a long-term interest in the lives of people who work in Fests and Faires, who run psychic shops, pagan stores, roadside family attractions like the Mystery Spot: what are their daily domestic dramas like, what do they really think about their patrons and do when they’re back home or the lights go down. My character Gran, a dimestore psychic/cynic and a hoarder to boot, was born of this.

china-0005pngNow, Emily, my protagonist, she has a more honest beginning. I’m your standard child of divorce, and of course this experience imprinted on me, as it does every child. So, for me, issues of security are very important, and many of my own personal hangups and ticks developed from my efforts to ensure security in my personal life. In Emily, who’s lost her mother, this need manifests in strong desire for control and a deep aversion to change. So you put a cynical psychic hoarder with a control-freak teen who’s dazed by her first experience with love, and – whizpow! – all kinds of fireworks and fun and fear and…most importantly…opportunities for everyone to grow and be more alive than they every thought possible.

So there you have it…the birth story of Wild is the WindI hope you get to read it someday, so you can tell me if the trauma of the corset was worth it. 😉

Now….I hope you’ll all go visit all the other PitchWars Blog Hop participants. It’s a talented group and you’ll be glad you did. Wouldn’t YOU want to be the person who could say “I totally knew that author before they were famous. We go way back.” 🙂

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Carleen Karanovic: HOPE ON A FEATHER

Heather Truett: RENASCENCE

Tracie Martin: WILD IS THE WIND (MEEEEEEE!!!!!)

Susan Bickford: FRAMED

Rachel Sarah: RULES FOR RUNNING AWAY

Amanda Rawson Hill: GRIMM AND BEAR IT

Charlotte Gruber: CODE OF SILENCE

Kip Wilson: THE MOST DAZZLING GIRL IN BERLIN

Mary Ann Nicholson: CALAMITY

Nikki Roberti: THE TRUTH ABOUT TWO-SHOES

Anna Patel: EXODUS

A. Reynolds: LE CIRQUE DU LITERATI

Susan Crispell: WISHES TO NOWHERE

Ron Walters: THE GOLEM INITIATIVE

Rosalyn Eves: THE BLOOD ROSE REBELLION

Ashley Poston: HEART OF IRON

Mara Rutherford: WINTERSOUL

Janet Walden-West: Damned If She Do

Kazul Wolf: SUMMER THUNDER

D. Grimm: WITCHER

Kelli Newby: THORNVAAL

Tara Sim: TIMEKEEPER

Elliah Terry: POCKET FULL OF POPPIES

Alessa Hinlo: THE HONEST THIEF

Rachel Horwitz: THE BOOTLEGGER’S BIBLE

Whitney Taylor: DEFINITIONS OF INDEFINABLE THINGS

Lyra Selene: REVERIE

Natalie Williamson: SET IN STONE

Robin Lemke: THE DANCE OF THE PALMS

Stephanie Herman: CLIFF WITH NO EDGE

Shannon Cooley: A FROG, A WHISTLE, AND A VIAL OF SAND

Ruth Anne Snow: THE GIRLS OF MARCH

Elizabeth Dimit: PHOEBE FRANZ’S GUIDE TO PASSPORTS, PAGEANTS, & PARENTAL DISASTERS

Elliah Terry: POCKET FULL OF POPPIES

Gwen C. Katz: AMONG THE RED STARS

Jennifer Hawkins: FALSE START

Kelly DeVos: THE WHITE LEHUA

Gina Denny: SANDS OF IMMORTALITY

Natasha M. Heck: FOLLOW THE MOON

Esher Hogan – Walking After Midnight

D.A. Mages: THE MEMORY OF OBJECTS

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32 thoughts on “PitchWars Blog Hop – Why I Wrote this Book

  1. Tracie, this sounds like so much fun! I’ve also wondered about the lives of Renn Faire workers.

  2. Don’t you love how things like this can trigger a great story? You had me in tears over the visual you presented of your ordeal.

  3. Oh, you poor woman. Glad it turned into a beautiful disaster though. Sounds like a book I would love!

  4. ZOMG, I love your corset story! I hope there’s a scene like that in your novel! Sounds like such an intriguing read. Best of luck with it!

  5. The corset story had me rolling! I can’t wait to read your story. I love your humor. Good luck to you. 🙂

  6. Mary Ann Nicholson November 2, 2014 — 11:51 pm

    Your anecdote was hilarious. I can only imagine how fun your story is. Good luck!

  7. This post was hilarious! Every time I go to the Renaissance Festival, there’s this guy that repeatedly hits on my Mom. Seriously. EVERY SINGLE YEAR. And it got me wondering who he really was, and what his life was really like… Fascinating.

    Your book sounds amazing! 🙂 I’d love to read it. Good luck in PW!

  8. I love the new title, Tracie!

  9. I’ll admit, I’ve never been to a Ren Fest, but your story makes me want to go! And, obviously, read your book!

  10. If your book reads anything like this post count me in. That was freaking hilarious I was laughing out loud. Good luck to, and I hope I get a chance to read your book.

  11. Thank you for making me laugh out loud! I could never wear a corset, but I COULD read your book! Sounds fabulous. Best of luck to you.

  12. Tracie, I love your gift for well-chosen details and immediately empathetic point of view! And hooray for strange, eccentric secondary characters that capture the imagination!

  13. This sounds so good! And also makes me extremely grateful that we don’t have to wear corsets anymore. My ribs hurt just thinking about it!

  14. LOL, this sounds amazing. You have such a knack for telling stories! Best of luck tomorrow!

  15. Hi Tracie 🙂

    I met you over at #SFFèit last week and I was curious to see what you’re up to on your blog.
    I enjoyed this post so much. Your story is so visusal… though I don’t know whether this is of confort to you 😉

    I’ll see you around!

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