Francesca and Elaine reveal the inspiration behind some of their short stories.
Francesca: While the ideas for my short stories come from numerous sources, I have to confess that a number of them have come from my own family. The tales I build around these incidents are generally fictional, though there are exceptions. More on that later.
On one occasion I was trying to recall my great grandmother’s old fashioned scullery for a story set in World War Two. I was wondering what happened to the numerous coronation mugs on her dresser, some dating back to Edward VII, when a new story was born. Memories Are Made of This, published in Sweden’s Allas and India’s Woman’s Era, is about, ‘Nan’, who hoards far too much memorabilia. Her daughter, rather unkindly, calls it ‘tut’ and attempts to clear it out. My gran wasn’t a hoarder like Nan, who luckily has a grandson who comes to the rescue.
The inspiration for An Alternative Christmas (published in The Weekly News as Party With a Twist) came from my older son and his partner, who are what some would call, ‘alternative’. It’s the tale of a street suffering a Christmas power cut and how you shouldn’t always take people at face value.
Tiger Lilies for Aunty Carlota, published in Norway’s Hjemmet and Sweden’s Hemmet contains rather more of the original thirty-four-year-old tale.
In it, Lottie loses her favourite great aunt and one of the older nephews, Renzo, tries to squirrel away the aunt’s possessions for himself. In the process, a tiger lily necklace, willed to Lottie, goes missing. Aunty Carlota is based on my great aunty Carmela, and Lottie is me. Renzo, in reality my dad’s cousin Luigi, did much to manipulate my aunt’s will and stole items that were meant to be part of the estate, including a necklace (a Madonna rather than a tiger lily). The tiger lilies came about because I took a bunch of them to Aunty Carmela a week before she died, as does Lottie. The story’s theme of avarice and how cheaters don’t prosper sadly wasn’t the reality.
Sometimes it’s very satisfying to put right a wrong, if only in fiction.
Elaine: I often get ideas through conversation or people watching. The news or articles also often spark ideas, as well as looking at old photographs. Once I start mulling things over, my idea tends to sprout wings and it takes me wherever it wishes to go.
I’m not altogether sure what sparked my ideas for the short stories I have written, or the novels, mainly because some of them have been quite random.
Other story ideas that I’ve had have evolved. I wanted to write something about going to a garden centre, no idea what, but that ended up being how it ended.
I think I usually have a one sentence idea, which is usually a setting, like the garden centre or an office, but that quite often doesn’t end up being what my story is about.
One of my favourite short stories, A Dorothy Moment, was published in Take A Break Fiction Feast. The story was about someone retiring from work and buying a pair of high-heeled red shoes that would never be worn.
The idea came to me as I stared aimlessly out of the office window where I work, wishing I could retire, and that is how my story starts. It is written in the first person and all through the story, it is believed that the modern shoes are for that person. It is only when the end of the story is reached, it comes to light that the husband has bought them for his wife. He knows she could never possibly wear them but he has seen her eyeing them in the shop window, so it is his last extravagance before he retires.
That’s what staring aimlessly out of the window gets you.
What has inspired some of your stories?
Interesting that you draw on your family experiences, Francesca, as inspiration for your short stories. And amazing what ideas staring out of the window in longing can spark – I loved A Dorothy Moment, Elaine. The power of imagination is a wonderful thing.
There is so much to draw on in my family, Natalie. There probably is in most people’s. I have a lot of historical family stuff that one day I’ll draw upon – if I ever get the time!
Francesca
Thank you Natalie, I know that story is a favourite. It’s strange how we are drawn to some stories more than others. Elaine R 🙂
Tut tut – its toot (pronounced the same as ‘put’). A well used word in our area of SE London/NW Kent.
Lovely to read how ideas for stories come about.
Thank you, Elaine.
I must admit I’ve seen toot/tut spelt both ways but never known which is correct, Elaine. It’s a good, dismissive word for rubbish. I just had another look on line and discovered it’s also Australian slang for ‘toilet’! Got to love the English language in its many forms!
Francesca
Haha that’s a word I verbally use a lot but I wouldn’t have known how to spell it so it probably would never get used in my writing. So thanks for that Elaine E. I suppose slang words are a minefield because of the interpretation in other countries. Something else to be aware of. Elaine R.
It’s always interesting to read how new stories evolve .I’ve certainly found inspiration in travel, in particular, Southern Africa,: visiting a town ship in Namibia, and seeing the dhassis on Table Mountain, made me think about human potential and alternative realities. Childhood memories, however fleeting and fragmentary, can be ordered into narrative. A local cherry orchard made me think about the confusions of memory and perception.
Strangely, writing poetry has proved a catalyst for story ideas: the story about a boy from the township started as a narrative poem, and I used the one of the many characters from the poem as the protagonist of my story. Sometimes a poem can morph into a story, and vice versa.
As for ‘tut’ or ‘toot’, in Welsh we have a long word for it: ‘annibendod’. I wonder if every part of the country has a different word for it. Language is certainly wonderful and intriguing.
Angela, I admire the poets of this world. I truly wish it was something I could turn my hand to. I agree with you about travel, not only does it give story ideas it also gives wonderful settings. Elaine R
I love your cherry orchard story, Angela it’s very evocative. The Welsh word for rubbish is wonderful, and as long as the English word is short! Have to remember that one.
Francesca