I recently completed three novellas in the transgressive fiction mode. I also challenged myself by writing one in first person narrative, one in second, and one in the third person. None of the pieces were specifically selected for which narrative would be applied; they just seemed to naturally fall into place.
My wife (my editor) is working on the third one. She was a bit alarmed at the second one which was quite darker than anything I had previously written. On a walk one evening after work, I had mentioned to her that I needed to “come down” from writing that afternoon because it was a little alarming and disturbing even for me.
On the one hand it is gratifying to know that we as writers can dig into the basest and most primitive aspects of our humanity, the primordial and almost animalistic aspects. But there is also a need to have the strength to pull ourselves back up into a more civilized state of mind.
Once all three are satisfactorily completed they will be grouped and put onto lulu.com because I believe I have enough “followers” to be interested. Those who already know me will either understand or potentially laugh at the dark humor. Those more recent acquaintances may find it difficult to maintain camaraderie until I explain to them what has been outlined above in this entry.
In order to offset the dark cloud that hung around during the construction of these pieces, I have started working on a YA piece to pay tribute to my niece who seems to want to be a writer as well. She’s got the moxie for it, that’s for sure. But since she is only 9 (going on 10 this August) it would be nice for her to have one of her uncle’s more suitable pieces to read and brag about at school.
And the work continues…