So, as a few of you know from references in previous posts, I am the oldest child in a rather large family.
Not always taken to be the oldest, but I am.
I have seven younger siblings who are all really awesome and fun in their own ways with totally different personalities. They are my best friends, my cheer squad, my schoolmates, my test audience and overall a very interesting and diverse group of people.
Being a writer has made for some interesting situations with all the people constantly around. I’m currently writing this to the sounds of a very aggressive tag game, a new instrument just invented out of a cardboard tube and the beginning strains of Ant Man.
Yep. Always an adventure.
So, the new posts I said I’d be putting up in my new years’ post? That would be some big sister/family writer funny stuff.
To start, I’m doing one that’s a mix between both.
Presenting, my top five big sister writer moments, representing the writer impact I’ve had on my siblings. 🙂
Fairly recently, actually. But this one made me very proud.
We were marathon watching all the Back To The Future movies the other weekend and it was extremely entertaining keeping one eye on Peter (my 8-year-old, INTP brother who has fully earned himself the title of “mad scientist”.) He, of course, was in absolute awe and admiration of Doc Brown through the whole thing.
We’d just reached a very triumphant moment in the first one when I heard his delighted chortle from on the floor in front of me. He sat there, grinning happily as he commented under his breath: “This is a good plotline!”
I exchanged a look with my dad, put on a touched face and whispered: “I’m so proud.”
I told you all that I slept outside on our porch for Succot earlier this year. Most of the time it was with Daniel and John, my 14 and 10 year old brothers.
I don’t even know how we got on the topic, but we got talking about good romantic subplots versus bad ones and what distinguished them from each other.
It was really an intellectually stimulating and interesting conversation that almost became a blog post.
But what really surprised me after the fact was that they’d picked up enough plotting know-how and writer lingo to analyze it so closely.
I mean, Daniel is the kid who, when told to write a short story writes one sentence about a house blowing up.
Many similar conversations have followed over the past few months, once again being amazingly deep.
My first book, Odd Team Out, was read aloud in episodes to my siblings as I was writing it, causing quite a fanbase to develop in the living room. There were a lot of fun moments following the end of Odd Team Out, including character doodles, a Lego chess set starring my characters as the game pieces and enthusiastic quotations of my lines. The one that flattered me most at the time was that they all got together and decided to play a game with themselves being my characters.
I had to break up a fight among my brothers of who got to be Cobalt.
Amazing Honesty went over with people a lot better than I thought it would, considering how much of a frantic sprint I was at towards the end of writing it. Squink read it first. Of her own accord, too. I was so tired of the story for a while after I’d finished that I was not forcing it on anyone. But, she blasted through in a day, loved it and passed it on to Daniel, the ultra slow reader, with heaps of praise accompanying it.
Surprisingly, he got through it in a couple days and liked it as well. It was his handoff of the book that I liked best, though.
Daniel: Here you go, *hands me the book*
Me: Did you like it?
Daniel: Well, actually I just skipped the whole middle so the ending didn’t really . . .
Me: *stares at him*
Daniel: *laughs* No, it was great. Good job.
My longest lasting enthusiastic fan from Odd Team Out was undoubtedly John. And you can imagine his enthusiasm at the prospect of a second one being written in a month.
I ran my whole outline past him and he helped me solve pretty much all of my plot weak spots. He was my cheer squad through the whole month of November (constantly asking what part I was at, especially) and went totally crazy with joy when I came downstairs on December 1st with the news that I had finished the book.
Of course everyone else did, too, to an extent. But not quite as off-the-walls jumpy as John managed. 🙂
Hope you enjoyed hearing about the sibs!
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