So_Wordy

One of my favorite memories of married life is the summer after mine and hubby's second anniversary. I'm not really certain what prompted the trend that summer, but we began to go to the library together, and after a few weeks of taking turns reading crime thrillers, we started reading mythology. (Yeah. I have no idea.)

We borrowed these massive, gorgeous books that contained Greek and Roman mythological characters and their stories. He took the Romans, I took the Greeks. The stories were captivating. We'd lie on the couch for hours reading those books, flipping through one glorious collection of illustrations, and recounting the tragic or ridiculous twists in the plots wicked gods and goddesses concocted at the expense of mere mortals.

Hubby has something very close to a photographic memory. I do too, actually... but my camera is usually out of film.

Anyhoo, till this day he can quote the stories of Bacchus, Plutus, and Gorgon (among others), and he'll gladly recount them for whoever. What I came away with was this: How incredible is it that ancient people passed these stories down through time? Storytellers will always be my historical heroes. Always.

Today's featured writer just happened to capture what I would imagine one of those storytellers would have truly been like. In this tale, village children gather around an aged wise woman who passes down her knowledge of the origin of their race with a story.

Gather 'round, my darlings! It's time to meet So_Wordy!

Bio:

Hi all! My name's Michele and it's a pleasure to be broadcasting through your computer screens today!

I started writing in high school with poetry. My teacher, (who some friends and I dubbed Straka-kahn) was the most infuriatingly difficult English teacher ever. He yelled at us for checking the clock during class and distributed insane quizzes about the Odyssey. They were open notebook, but that didn't stop him from asking how man sheep were on a certain island. I soon realized that if I braved the storm and engaged him, he would be more than willing to help in any way.

When I wrote war poetry, he read it, and cared enough to red-pen those suckers. He often told me I suffered from noun-a-phobia and I would walk away so angry that I couldn't even speak. There was something there though, an underlying ambition to improve my writing. That way, I could go back someday and say to him, "Look at me now, this is how my craft's improved, and it's you who lit the flame."

He passed away a few years ago and I've sworn that I'll dedicate my first novel to him.

When a fellow writer takes the time to critique your work, I believe they see into your soul. They understand things on a totally different level, making for a deeper, more heartfelt read.

Writing is my way to bridge across the gaps in society and connect people. It's my dream to someday write a novel or produce a movie…to do something with my words that will impact others profoundly. At Brigits Flame I found my voice again. This community woke me up from the static shift between college graduation and finding a full time job. I rediscovered what makes me happy and fulfilled. I also found people who shared the same interests.

Every time I retreat to the cave (aka, my messy room), my sister always comments, "Writing again?" And more often than not when I tell my friends that I'm on a tight deadline with writing, they laugh and tell me that it's like I'm still in school. But when my hours of writing are done and I'm looking at a finished product ... well, sometimes I can scarcely believe that those words came out of me. It's a wonderful feeling.

Now that I've got my degree in English: Creative Writing, I'm working part-time as a communications specialist in a high school (doing PR work). Future plans include actually getting a novel off the ground and becoming involved in the biz. Fingers crossed!

The Chosen Piece:

This is where my love of mythology and fantasy collide. In the form of a strange creation myth, "Poppi Ama & the Navel Fable," is my take on an elder storyteller of some unknown nation passing along her knowledge to the children of her tribe. It's a prose-tastic!

The Link:
http://so-wordy.livejournal.com/10560.html

 

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