I am thrilled to welcome Beem Weeks, Rave Reviews Book Club “Spotlight” Author, on the second stop of his blog tour. Beem is RRBC’s REVIEWS CO-ORDINATOR, RAVE WAVES ASST. PRODUCER, and “BEYOND THE COVER” Show Host. He is an amazing, supportive member of RRBC and generously promotes fellow authors. I consider it an honour to shine the spotlight on him today.
With much joy, I introduce Beem Weeks!
That Which Has Been, Shall Be Again – Connecting With Readers
As writers, most of us are thrilled to read reviews of our work posted on sites like Amazon, RRBC, and Koobug. Unsolicited, these words can spur sales of our books. They can also let us know where we lack in this craft we’ve chosen.
Then there are those messages that are of the personal nature, not intended for anybody but the author. I receive these every so often in the DM box of my Twitter account. These come from readers who were touched by something I’ve written or were reminded of some lost memory stirred back into their conscience by one of my short stories.
“Thanks for the message in your story,” they may write. “It brought back an event from my younger days—an event I’d long forgotten.” We never truly forget, though. It may slip from our thoughts but it’s always there, tucked away until the moment it’s challenged to reappear.
The thing is, I don’t set out to weave messages or lessons into my work. I write to entertain. But even so, messages appear. I believe these are out of our hands. Our egos tell us we are just creating. But there is somebody somewhere who has experienced what we’ve written.
I recently wrote a short story called Remaining Ruth, in which a teenaged girl cuts herself with a razor blade, in the privacy of her bathroom, just to have that one thing her parents can’t take away from her.
The messages were almost immediate: “I, too, was a cutter.” “I knew a girl just like Ruth.” “I didn’t cut myself but I did develop an eating disorder.” “My sister did this for years.” This particular story touched a nerve with so many readers, though that wasn’t my intention.
My novel, Jazz Baby, has prompted many such comments as well. Talk centers around the race relations within the story; Emily’s budding sexuality; the struggles Emily faced to achieve her dreams; women’s rights issues. I was asked by one reader why I chose to not use the N-word in the story—after all, it is set in 1925 Mississippi and New Orleans. The truth of the matter is: that wasn’t a conscious decision. I hadn’t even really thought of it until the reader brought it up. I suppose there may have been a desire to avoid the stereotypical racist clichés. The very real racism of the deep south of early twentieth-century America is indeed present within the story; I just found more creative ways to express it without resorting to what’s been written a million times in a million other stories.
And somebody found a message in that unintentional deletion.
Not every message need be heavy, either. After I wrote an essay about a childhood incident entitled Bigfoot Was My Father, I received many wonderful stories from readers wanting to share some silly moment their own fathers provided. I am honored and humbled that so many people consider me worthy of their memories.
As authors, we create worlds and characters that wouldn’t exist without us. It’s what we do. We convince ourselves of a story’s originality, of its uniqueness. But there will always be somebody somewhere who will be reminded of a long lost moment in time. It may not be spelled out in exact detail, but it’s there. It may be the metaphor you used to describe the loss of a loved one or the silly joke your main character’s love interest tells while trying to woo the girl. It will remind somebody of something. And that’s a blessing. It means you’ve written a piece in which others find a connection. It means your story matters to another human being.
There’s a verse in the Bible that says: There is nothing new under the sun; that which has been will happen again.
I believe that.
We just tell it in our own personal way.
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