The Ghost of Whispering Willow
I
remember the day that my daughter and her friends sat at the
foot of my desk and asked if I would write them a scary story. I had just finished the second installment of the mischief series A Fairy Match in the Mushroom Patch, and I had no idea what I was going to write next. They had another request, too, and this one wasn’t as easy to fulfill as I thought that it would be. The request seemed simple enough “Please put us in the story,” but it wasn’t simple at all.
foot of my desk and asked if I would write them a scary story. I had just finished the second installment of the mischief series A Fairy Match in the Mushroom Patch, and I had no idea what I was going to write next. They had another request, too, and this one wasn’t as easy to fulfill as I thought that it would be. The request seemed simple enough “Please put us in the story,” but it wasn’t simple at all.
As
writers, creators of a piece of work, our characters often lead us down a path that
we did not foresee. They tend to leap of the page and take on a life of their
own. The request that the girls made became quite a challenge. Fleshing out my
characters helped; giving them the traits that the kids truly had, brown hair,
red hair, brown eyes etc., but it was the personality traits that became an
issue.
The character,
girls, in my story, Kendall, Ally, and Krista, are real kids. I wrote the story
with them specifically in mind and at times I had to reel the characters in, as
they started to scatter in a direction that I knew my girls wouldn’t dream of
going. Kendall was by far the easiest character to bring to life, because just
like the real Kendall, she is beautiful, sweet and kind by nature.
Ally,
well she really is a beautiful little redhead, but likely a tad stronger in
personality than I portrayed. The Ally in my ghost story is strong and
independent, but the real Ally, well, she’s definitely stronger. My daughter
Krista, she loves soccer. She was the hardest to portray throughout the story,
and my character tends to be a tad gentler than my daughter. Soccer (for now)
is her life, but I’m certain that will change. The story developed and at times I was taken
by surprise by the chapters that I wrote, I love it when that happens.
As I
wrote my ghost story with their little faces in mine, I wondered if they would
ever realize what it took to bring the storyline together in such a way. Kids
are kids, they may read the book and toss it aside, I don’t know, but I hope
not. But if they actually take a second
and realize that they are characters in a book, I hope it means something to
them. It definitely means something to me. I wrote a story, I think a beautiful
story, for three beautiful girls. “There’s a story behind THAT story. The
Ghost of Whispering Willow.”

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